Last Sunday, one of my coworkers invited me to come
volunteer with her at the Equestrian Therapy Center in Simi Valley. Every Sunday
morning, the owner of the mini ranch (ranchette?) holds horse-riding lessons
for disabled children, providing them with a safe environment in which to learn a
variety of equestrian skills. Being an animal-lover myself, I was beyond
excited to work with horses and volunteer for such a cool organization.
I met up with J, my
coworker, early Sunday morning, and she took me through the security gates of
the American Jewish University, which is where all these horses are housed.
As we drove along the tree-lined entrance pathway, I
was shocked by how much open land was hidden away in this corner of our little city. We drove towards the stables, and once we got there, I nearly forgot I
was still in Simi Valley and not on some farm far, far away. There was a herd of goats bleating away, dozens of
horses hunting around for hay, chickens squawking in a corner, peacocks
peacocking and a stray cat sashaying about, begging to be pet. As soon we entered
the stable, the horses began nudging us with their heads, silently reminding us
to feed them.
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(Subtly reminding us about their empty feeding barrel) |
We started the morning by cleaning out their stalls and
feeding them their breakfast. As they attacked their food (and each other over
the hay), we scrubbed and brushed their coats until they shined and cleaned out
their hooves with picks just to make sure there were no troublesome rocks stuck in
there.
Just as they finished eating, the kids started arriving, and so we began
saddling the horses up. The first class consisted of three kids, and after each
kid was outfitted up in boots and a helmet, they were assigned three
volunteers-one to lead the horse, and two to flank the horse on both sides and
lock the child into their saddle.
The first part of the lesson consisted of a 20-minute trail
ride, following a winding path around the campus. We stopped half-way through,
and the kids did their usual stretches perched on top of their horses, and then
we started heading back to the pens. Once we reached the pens, we split up into
two groups. The older and/or more experienced kids went off to practice
trotting and cantering in the riding arena, while the younger, less experienced
kids were taken into a separate pen, where a variety of games were set up to
improve their horse riding skills, dexterity, and motor skills.
By the time the third (and last) class of the day begun, it
was near noon, and the sun was scorching hot. Everyone was all sweaty and dusty
by the time we came back from the trails, and thus we only halfheartedly chased away the peacocks that kept pecking at the shiny paint on one of the
cars. Exhausted, but pleased with our efforts for the day, we all slowly made
our way back home. Volunteering at the Equestrian Therapy Center was such a
wonderful and fulfilling experience; I’ll definitely be going back many more
Sundays from here on out.
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