Equine Health & Nutrition

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The day had been a nice day. The wind had a bit of a nip to it,but it wasn't to bad since the sun was shining warming the ground. He took his deerskin gloves off that has wool on the inside as he walked into the fairly warmed classroom. He walked to the chalk board and wrote " Mr. Costello" in the middle. Large enough for everyone could see it from the classroom.

Today, was going to be a little different than most of his classes. He wanted to kids to really understand what they are feeding and how to properly care for a horse. They might take a couple field trips this year to the Vet here on campus and even the feed store in town. He wasn't someone to sit around and waiT so instead of sitting down at the desk waiting he went to the window and watched was going outside. Some kids book had fallen and lost all of their paperwork as it started to float across the yard. He frowned a little wishing he could help,but he needed to make sure he was here.

He moved away from the windows and leaned against his desk and looked through the textbook the school made him required to use for the class. He waited for his students to show.

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Brody O'Callaghan
Elizabeth Toman
Miranda Florin
Othello Buskirk
@paisley
Rachel Deacon

[Othello Buskirk]

Othello pulled his jacket tighter around him, zipping it up to his chin as he walked across campus to the building that house the equestrian theory classes. He ducked his head against the wind, and slipped into the building.

It didn't take him too long to find the classroom he wanted and he quietly walked in, giving the man at the front of the room a small grin before he walked over to his seat and sat down. It didn't take long to pull out the things he would need from his bag; notebook, pens and a bottle of drink. He'd pretty much just taken some pain killers, so the drink probably wasn't needed, but he always had one on hand just in case his sugar levels took a dip, as he didn't want to pass out and then have to explain they why of it.

It was this class that made him miss being a vet student, but he also knew that he wasn't up to doing the job properly, and had always been taught that it was better to bow out respectfully rather than being told to leave, and bowing out made it easier to keep a good working relationship with Dr Carr, as things would have become awkward if she had been the one to suggest he step down.

[Elizabeth Toman]

Libby all but skipped her way to the classroom for health and nutrition... well the equine version there of anyway. She hadn't thought much when she had signed up for the class, just that it would be a relatively easy class, and there wasn't much chance of her being stomped on, kicked or bucked off - not that she was overly worried about that in her mounted classes.

Walking into the classroom, she rolled her eyes when she saw that Othello was already there, the older student was the classic teacher's pet, and she had no time for that kind of person. She also knew that he was romantically involved with another student, and although she didn't hesitate on butting heads with the cheer leader, she wasn't about to step on toes she didn't need to.

Finding her table, she pulled the things she would need from her bag and then grabbed the i-pod out of her bag and pressed one of the ear buds into her ear. She could at least work out her next floor music while she waited for the man at the desk to start the lesson. As she listened to the classical music, she grabbed her pencil, flipped the book over to open it at the back and began to jot down floor routine ideas.

[Miranda Florin]

After lunch, Miranda headed towards the one equine theory class she was taking, the only one that she felt might be interesting to her, and offer new things without too many repetitions of previous years. She found the classroom with relative ease and stepped inside, a smile on her face as she spotted Othello already seated, although she paused by the desk, "Good afternoon!"

Having greeted the teacher, she walked over to where her boyfriend was sitting, lowering herself into the seat next to him and putting her backpack down beside her. As she got out a new notebook, one Kent had sent her upon seeing her schedule, she smiled again at the cover, which had the periodic tile for hydrogen, the symbol for angstroms, and then the symbol for yttrium across the front.

As the teacher hadn't started the class yet, she leaned back in her chair, pulling out the book they were reading in English and flipping back to the page she had last stopped at. Before too long, she was once again immersed in the adventures of Robert Langdon, although she couldn't focus completely on the book, always ready to put it away as soon as the teacher chose to start class.

That spells out 'HÅY', hay, if you're wondering. Silly Kent.

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Paisley held onto her book bad that draped across her shoulder as she moved her way between some crowds of students. She finished her apple before she got to the class room and dumped into the trash can outside. She turned into the class room and was surprised to see a coupe of students. To her this was almost a "blow off" class and something that she might was to take serious, but what else was there to learn about feeding and taking care of horse? She walked to the middle of the class room and found a seat in the middle of the classroom. She sat down and looked to the board and noticed the man's name and the teacher who was looking at the textbook.


Paisley looked around the room as everyone was doing their own little things. A girl listening to her iPod, and couple sitting together. She shrugged her shoulders and took out a notebook and began to draw. She really hoped this class would be at least a little fun or this semester was going to be quite boring. She looked up from time to time to make sure if he did start the class she would be ready to listen.

[Rachel Deacon]

It took Rachel a while to find her class room despite a helpful staff member walking with her, but she had been careful to allow enough time for that. With her guide's hand on her arm, and her hand on Ghost's harness, she did her best to commit the route to memory. It was going to take her a while to know all the routes to the classrooms. The campus was far bigger than the one she had been used to back home.

Reaching the door into the classroom, her guide bid her farewell and left her to navigate the last few metres to finding a desk. With Ghost on one side, she used the fingers of her other hand to gently brush over the edges of the tables, aiming for the back of the class where she would hopefully be able to sit in peace. She could already hear the shuffling and movement of at least a couple of people already in the classroom.

Finding a seat that was out of the way of the other students, Rachel sat down, murmuring a command to Ghost to lie down next to the table, looping the lead around one leg of the chair. From her backpack, she pulled out the small laptop she carried around with her for schoolwork, running her fingers over the raised letters of the keyboard before sitting back, folding her hands in her lap and waiting for the class to begin.

[Martijn van der Berg]

Martijn walked into his first, and only, theoretical equine class, smiling. He had had some experience with setting feed for their family's horses, of course, and his father had always explained why one horse might get this, while the other got that, so he had chosen the class more to fill out his schedule than anything else. After greeting the teacher, he found a seat near the front of the classroom, then pulled out his notebook, as it seemed that the class hadn't quite started yet.

As he waited, he began writing in the notebook, which was still blank. Subject went across the top of the front cover, his name on the top left corner of the backside of the cover, then the teacher and the school year. The first page, where he would be taking notes, was labeled with a "Class: ", just waiting for the subject of the day, while the right corner got the date. Once everything was laid out, Martijn set down his pencil and leaned back in his chair, looking out of the window as he waited to hear the teacher's voice, meaning the class would be beginning, and he needed to start paying attention to what was going on.

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Cole walked through the large yet busy campus toward his equine health and nutrition class. He had never taken an equine class before, or any animal-centric class for that matter. His old school in New York was more interested in AP courses for college admissions. He was looking forward to this change of pace.

Cole had heard murmurs around campus that this class was one of those easy A classes, and that many people took it to fill the time slot in their schedules, more focused on the more exciting mounted riding classes. Having almost no experience in equine theory, however, Cole was not planning on taking this class lightly, nor was he only taking it to fluff his schedule. He was genuinely interested in all aspects of equine management, and health and nutrition is a very fundamental part of that.

Cole walked into the classroom, shot a quick but friendly greeting with a warm smile to the teacher, and chose one of the seats in the side of the front of the room. It's not that he was an over achiever or a teacher's pet. He just wanted to do well. His friendly, outgoing, care-free nature outside of the classroom allowed his dedicated work ethic to normally go unremarked, but he knew how kids who let their motivation get in the way of their social life were prone to bullying.

Settled at a desk with his notebook, a pen, and a bottle of water out and ready to go, Cole looked around the room at his fellow classmates. It was a relatively large class, he noted. Whenever he caught someone's eye, he flashed a friendly smile before averting his gaze before the situation got awkward. Looking toward the back of the classroom, he noticed a girl sitting with her service dog next to her desk. Interesting, he thought, not having much experience with people who require service animals. He turned back to the front of the room, patiently waiting for the lesson to begin.

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Amber quickly walked to Equine Health and Nutrition class.  She was excited for this class as it was an important subject and something that she wanted to learn more about, although she already knew quit a bit about the subject.  Growing up, she had she had learned a lot from reading books about horses for years until finally getting her own horse and being able to learn from experience.

When she walked into the classroom, she saw many other students already there.  There was even a dog, but she could tell that the dog was a service dog so she knew that she should leave the dog alone because he/she was working right now.  She looked around at the people and there were some whom she recognized and some that she did not.  When her gaze fell on Libby, she quickly turned away because that girl had been giving her intimidating looks and she had no idea why but was too scared to ask.  

Amber made her way to the front of the classroom and sat down a few seats away from the other student sitting in the front.  She got her things out and then just sat there, waiting for class to begin.