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<\/a>I wanted a pony so bad.<\/em> And I didn’t have one. So I compulsively read books about girls who DID have ponies.<\/p>\nThere’s no big secret to the “pony book” formula: a girl with no pony desperately wants a pony and through a stroke of galloping good luck, gets a pony, as well as a blue ribbon in the big show. You might not have a pony of your own, but you could <\/em>live vicariously through a lucky girl who did. I knew I was never going to be lucky enough to be smack dab in the middle of a Nancy Drew style mystery, but a pony….that was a dream I kept well stoked. There simply was nothing more magical than the prospect of owning a pony.<\/em><\/p>\n My pony book obsession started with a single flimsy scholastic paperback. Every year, my extended family and I would spend 2 glorious weeks at a summer “resort” \u00a0– aka hillbilly housekeeping cottage motel – in the Poconos. Ramshackle particle board “cottages”, shuffleboard court, baseball diamond, unheated swimming pool, fetid fishing hole, and a \u00a0makeshift “lending library” – little more than a small shelf \u00a0– that housed that one very important book.<\/p>\n It was called “Lost Pony” <\/em>and it was horsey-heroin: East Coast country gentry, twins, and a pony. Jan and Jay really <\/em>want a pony, but the folks say no! There’s no real reason for them not<\/em> to have a pony – they live on acres of land “where grass grew especially to a pony’s taste”, with “a lovely big box stall”. Lo and behold, here comes a pony – riderless, with a rope ’round its neck. And not some old piece of junk, but a fancy, bright chestnut pony with a creamy mane and “saucy” face.<\/p>\n To whom does this lost pony belong? No matter. “Finders Keepers!” shrieks Jan, and soon the pony is frisking merrily in their pasture, knee deep in clover. The twins gussy him up for the big pony show and win everything, because, apparently, this pony is the\u00a0Greatest Show Pony in the East! Alas, the pony’s owner recognize\u00a0him and takes him back. Eventually, the benevolent owner drops the Greatest Show Pony in the East off at the twin’s doorstep with a note: “Somebody’s Pony is yours”. \u00a0To a kid who lived for having a stray pony wander in to the alley behind my\u00a0house, this was just too much.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Then, a penpal from Wales sent me a book\u00a0which changed the course of my pony book life and introduced me to the motherlode of pony books. The British Pony Book. <\/em>The book in question was Ponies<\/em>Plot,<\/em> by\u00a0Cyril Northcote Parkinson (a well known political satirist and naval historian). The story is told from the point of view of 8 fed-up ponies. The ponies of “Daisy Dedleigh-Sirkett\u2019s Dundreary Riding School” are all on the market, and scheming to obtain the best possible little girls to look after them.\u00a0Old Smokey and Prune debate the attributes of the perfect girl:<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n “Nine years old, standing about “15 hooves”, long legs, straight brown hair, generous, kind and intelligent.”<\/p>\n That was me! (see: right)<\/em><\/p>\n <\/em>Clearly,<\/em> I needed a pony.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Ponies Plot<\/em> <\/em>ushered me the magical world of\u00a0The\u00a0British Pony Book and<\/em><\/em> opened my eyes to the glory and wonder of the British riding institutions.<\/p>\n \u201cBoth girls shared a single passion — ponies.\u00a0 And with both of them the main use to which brains and tact and energy were put was How and Where to get more riding.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n .<\/p>\n I rode many fun ponies at my barn; Shasta (right), Mittens, Tinkerbell, Nutmeg, Shadow, Muffet, Dixie…but none of them were mine.<\/em><\/p>\n .<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Christine, Diana and Josephine Pullein-Thompson are pony author sisters, Christine\u00a0being the most prolific with more than\u00a0100\u00a0books <\/em>to her name.\u00a0The lives depicted in her books were pastoral pony bliss.<\/p>\n In Tessa and Some Ponies,<\/em> Tessa Compton is desperate<\/em> for a pony! Tessa’s dad –\u00a0Colonel Compton, a widower –\u00a0can’t afford a fancy show pony, so Tessa must make do with a\u00a0humble nag name Dusty. Dad teaches Tessa how to groom and train Dusty so that he’s suitable for the local shows ‘without disgracing the family’.<\/em><\/p>\n In Coco the Gift Horse,<\/em> Jane and Jeremy have outgrown Falla, but they can\u2019t afford a new, larger pony! Then they stumble onto a pony named Coco, whose\u00a0owner says is \u201cgorn in the\u2019ead,\u201d and gives him to Jane and Jeremy.\u00a0In The Lost Pony,<\/em> Janice and Mick long for a pony of their own, and\u00a0when they are sent away to foster parents in the\u00a0country they find one in the cabbage patch.\u00a0In She Wanted a Pony<\/em>, Ruth Philpotts is from a rich family who moves to the country because it\u2019s\u00a0what their rich friends do. Her parents buy her a pony named Socks. The stories weren’t inventive, but as long as the main ingredients were there; pony, girl; then I was satisfied.<\/p>\n I tried to explain\u00a0to my mom that in England \u00a0it is a girls’\u00a0right –\u00a0not a\u00a0privilege – to have a pony of her own. The most unbelievable fact of all was that girls in England could take their ponies to school. \u00a0I immediately started researching pony friendly boarding schools.<\/p>\n Ruby Ferguson’s “Jill” <\/em>pony books had th<\/em>e best <\/em>artwork. 11-year old Jill Crewe is sassy and bonkers for ponies. She and her really cool single mom – she writes a whimsical Bobbsey Twins-like book series, “Barbie\u00a0Bright Side” \u00a0– move to a quaint cottage in a horsey village where Jill is an outcast because she doesn’t have a pony! After mom’s book series takes off, she immediately rights this egregious wrong and Jill gets her first of many ponies.<\/p>\n At school, Jill meets two other horsey girls, Anne Derry – who becomes her best friend – and snooty Susan Pyke, who has very expensive<\/em> ponies. The whole town is pony-mad with perpetual shows and garden parties. There’s a”Best Dressed Child” contest where girls wear flowing green velvet coats with ostrich feathers and scarlet jodhpurs with white Hussar tunics. Jill has a richer, bookish cousin Cecelia who Jill consider an “absolute blot”. The series takes Jill from a pony-less 11-year-old a 17-year-old champion.<\/p>\n thanks for images and look for information on pony books at jane badger books<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" for Elli – for whom I will buy a pony someday I wanted a pony so bad. And I didn’t have one. So I compulsively read books about girls who DID have ponies. 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\n<\/em><\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>In Riding for Ridge Abbey, Ridge Abbey School wants to win the Heal-Westway Cup, but “Miss Pattycott\u2019s Academy of Riding” is competing too. Julie is a favorite for the team until her pony comes up up lame!<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/a>I did get a pony, finally,<\/em> at the old age of 14. Downy was a 13.2 hand chubby bay and together did all the things those girls did in those books; went on trail rides, swam in rivers, did gymkhanas and horse shows and summer camps, and won many rosettes.<\/p>\n
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