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Chilanga Riding School for the Disabled (CRSD) is a non-profit organisation (023-171-NPO), which offers horse riding as a proven means of therapy to improve the quality of life for mentally and physically disabled children from disadvantaged homes.
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Our vision…is to provide the disadvantaged and the physically disabled with regular access to horses and horse riding lessons, so that they may grow and their lives be enriched
Our greatest challenges include managing the day-to-day operational expenses so that we can (i) continue to provide access to those who would otherwise not be afforded the opportunity; and (ii) grow our operation such that we may reach more and more children with hope and positivity
We are eternally grateful to the following organisations for the donations and financial assistance:
Chilanga Riding School for the Disabled welcomes any donation of funds, equipment, expertise or time.
Alternatively, you can become a “Friend of Chilanga” and stay informed, help build our network of contacts, promote our cause and help put us in touch with people you may know, who can assist us…
that the children’s therapy continues throughout winter
Chilanga Riding School for the Disabled
Contact: Sally KluthTel: 021-852 1467Megan Campbell Cell: 074-182 1866
Web Address: http://www.chilanga.co.za
I saw a child who couldn’t walk
Sit on a horse, laugh and talk.
Then ride it through a field of daisies
And yet could not walk unaided.
I saw a child no legs below,
Sit on a horse, and make it go
Through woods of green
And places he had never been
To sit and stare, except from a chair.
I saw a child who could only crawl,
Mount a horse and sit up tall.
Put it through his paces
And laugh at the wonder in our faces.
I saw a child born into strife,
Take up and hold the reins of life
And that same child was heard to say,
Thank God for showing me the way.
By John Anthony Davies