Blue Ridge is a fictional town located deep in the heart of Kentucky. It is home to one of the most well known equestrian academies in the United States. Students and staff from all over the world join the academy for what it has to offer. Do you have what it takes to join us and learn from the Academy?
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Post by Aishe Tigani on Feb 13, 2013 22:37:42 GMT -8
Aishe walked into her classroom, the Gypsy woman still wasn't sure how much she actually liked the room and felt that it needed more colour - and not with the food posters that were decorating the walls. She left her things on the front desk and then walked around the room, placing an ipad and a handout on each table
Handout
She then walked back to the front of the room and waited for her students to arrive. On the whiteboard, she wrote a web address: www.mayoclinic.com/health/healthy-diet/NU00190 that the students would need to help them with their work. The in large letters she wrote: Is This Diet Healthy?.
In their last class, she'd had her girls pair up and create a food plate. This time they were going to look at the different diets that were offered. She wasn't going to put anyone on the spot, which is what the ipads were for, the students would find a diet online and use it, and the website she'd written down, and grade their chosen diet to see whether it was healthy or not.
Post by Cara-Jean Kitchi on Feb 13, 2013 22:53:42 GMT -8
Cara walked through the hallways and then into the room where the nutrition class was held. It wasn't a chosen elective for her, and unlike other electives, this class was only held once a week. So, why was she heading in here? All of the gymnasts were told that attending the class was mandatory.
After giving the teacher a quick bow of her head, she found a table for herself. Sitting down, she looked at the things on the table - her nose lifting slightly at the thought of having to use the electronic devise, but as she didn't have her own, she knew that she would have no choice. She read through the sheet of paper and then up at the board. The title of the work, she had an idea what they would be doing, but other than taking out her pencil tin, pulling out the three pens she always used and her glasses case - of course, putting the her glasses on - and writing her name in black pen on the top of the sheet, she folded her hands on her desk and waited for the other students to arrive and the class to start.
Rose was not thrilled to still have to go to her nutrition class. Frankly, thinking about it made her want to hiss, but that would be unladylike. She stayed in her dorm for as long as she could without risking being late. Even then, she knew she'd probably be one of the first ones there since the simple thought of being late made her itch. Pulling on her boots and coat, she made her way over to where the nutrition class was held.
She knew that someone had noticed her eating habits, and that was why she was there. That was sort of why she was trying to get better, but not the main reason. Besides, she probably wasn't going to take their tips. She'd decided that she was doing this on her own. Unfortunately, there was really no way she could easily get out of this class, so stuck she was.
Sure enough, when she entered the classroom Cara was the only other student there, as expected. Taking a seat, she looked over the paper and at the iPad, wishing that she had thought to bring her's with her. She'd much rather use her own. She tried not to look too much at the handout, as the title itself made her uncomfortable. "Is This Diet Healthy?"