My proudest moment was when I was 9 years old. It was the first day I had been back to horseback riding lessons since I was 6 years old. I had stopped riding when I was six because my horse had thrown me off, the winter was pretty harsh on my asthma, and my riding instructor told me I needed to take a break. So when my grandmother offered to pay for new lessons for me I was thrilled and I took up the chance right away.
When I started horseback riding I was only 5 years old, and I went to the lessons everyday with my best friend Lexi. Lexi was much better than me, and owned her own horse. I was always a little jealous of her mainly because she could jump, canter, and trot and in the year I had been taking lessons, I was still only allowed to trot. I wasn’t scared at all. Despite my being shy when I was younger, I always took chances and wanted to do new things when it came to riding horses.