Equine Reproduction Course (Class 1)

[Lottii]

Matt Harman strolled down the aisle glancing quickly over the mares with a vet's eye. Although it didn't show outwardly, the man was in a rush to get to his class, and didn't give each mare a thorough check as he normally would - especially those closer to foaling. A shoulder bag hung across his body and he was balancing a crate containing various objects on his hip, resting against the top of the blue jeans he was wearing. Opening the door to his classroom, his eyes flicked to the various posters he already had up on display - reproductive organs of both mares and stallions and hormone cycles among others. Setting the bag and crate down on his desk, he started pulling out A4 notebooks. Matt arranged them into five piles along his desk, ready to put the rest of the information on. A ringbinder folder followed, a pad of paper already inside them. The male's lips emitted a sharp squeal as he caught his finger and received a paper cut. Wiping it on his jeans, he avoided using that finger to get a handful of sheets from the box. Five of the sheets contained information about one of the broodmares, and these stayed separate from the piles for each student. The other sheets were various handouts, and all but the top five - the ones outlining the course and rules - went into the middle drawer of the now cluttered desk. The only thing left in the crate now was a stationary holder, which currently held a couple of spare pens, highlighters etc in case someone forgot their own. No one could say Matt was disorganized, despite often looking as though he was! Placing this on the front of his desk, the placed an outline/rule sheet on each pile.
Equine Reproduction
Welcome to the Equine Reproduction Course, and I hope you don't regret taking it! We will cover three basic lessons as a group, after which time each student will work somewhat more individually along whichever route they choose.

Lesson One:
Anatomy and Physiology of the Stallion
Reproductive Anatomy and Physiology of the Mare
Lesson Two:
Infertility in the Mare
Broodmare Management
Pregnancy Diagnosis and Management of the Pregnant Mare
Lesson Three:
Fetal Development and Abortion
Neonatal Management and Common Neonatal Diseases

You may then choose to study one of the following for the rest of the term.
Breeding Records
Artificial Insemination
Reproductive Advances
Orphan Foal Management (requires taking care of an orphaned foal)
0-6months Foal Management
Stud Management
Sport Horse Breeding
Racehorse Breeding

We have a few basic rules and expectations in this class.
1. You are responsible for the care of your assigned broodmare and for making alternative arrangements should you be unable to.
2. You are responsible for the care of the resulting foal and for making alternative arrangements should you be unable to.
3. You are expected to journal the mare's progress, along with things such as eating habits. Expect consequences if you don't.
4. 'Night Duty' will be expected three times per two weeks from each student, and you may choose additional night duty around the time your mare is foaling.
5. There will no assignments for the first three lessons, but you will be expected to take notes and research information to compile information about each topic.
6. Once you are working individually, you will be required to hand in an assignment every other class. This will cover one area of your chosen topic. There will be three of these assignments.
7. One of these must be an oral presentation done in front of the class.
8. The remaining three classes will be spent working on your final project, an overview of your topic.
9. Yes, you will need to spend time out of class working on assignments.
10. I am here to answer your questions during class, and you are free to come and find me out of class time.

Sighing, he put his bag under the desk and the crate in the corner of the room. As Matt settled into his chair and placed the mare's information sheet in front of him, he glanced up at the clock. Right on time, the students should be arriving any minute.

[Onzy]

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And with the faint taste of cigarettes
You write Hallelujah songs
Ain’t it wonderful, you feelin’ alright, so I tickle up your backbone
And at the break of the day you sank into your dream world

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Jemma brushed her honey blonde locks into a ponytail. Although she preferred to wear it loose, but it didn't help when a strong wind was blowing. She pulled on her jeans and cowboy boots, before adding a spaghetti strap top with a hoodie. On her came the black stetson that reminded her of home. On her dresser was an eagle feather that a friend of her mother had given her. She stroked it for luck and headed out into the English weather. In her messenger bag was a journal that was specifically aimed for broodmares as well as another for her assigned mare. The first journal was one of her mother's and contained a whole list of herbs and essences that would help mares. As always, reading them reminded her of how her mother worked with horses, and how everyone thought that she was some kind of miracle worker with horses. It wasn't so. She merely aided them with their problems, nothing more.

The broodmare was strangely quiet, and Jemma walked to the class. She was surprised to see that she was the first one there, and walked up to the teacher. Jemma McLaughlin, sir she said before taking a seat and taking out the two journals and some note paper. She wrote down brief sentences, and when she was done, started reading her mother's journals. Her mind wandered to Callum, and how she hadn't seen him in a while, but hopefully he would also be taking the class, and if not then she would hunt him down later.

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And on a date by a chocolate lake down at the rotary
And past town at the edge lookin’ down at butterflies
And at the break of the day you sank into the break of day
You sank into your dream world

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This is written for ER classand contains ... words. I used the following lyrics Dreamer: Jenn Grant and my character is wearing the following HERE. I also just want to say

[Cara]

Cara walked into the classroom beside the broodmare barn. She was dressed in smart black jodhpurs and a black sportscoat with a canary yellow shirt underneath - which gave the impression that she was wearing a suit rather than riding clothes. She was carrying her satchel which held everything she needed for the class. She gave the teacher at the front of the room as respectful bow before she took a seat at the front of the room and began to unpack her satchel.

On the desk she placed a ringbinder - she had one for each of her classes, the only difference between them was the picture she drew on the front of them and the identical picture on the spine. A notebook, much like the one she had for the rescue class. And her pencil case.

She had looked at all of the mares before she had come up here. The Haflinger mare she had asked to work with, looked very close to foaling. She toes bounced on the floor as she thought about the pretty mare in her stall. She tentatively lefted her hand into the air. "Excuse me, Sir?" Her anxiety about the mare outruled her normal shyness, even though her voice was still no more than a whisper. "I'm concerned about Brewing Storm's condition." Her contact coloured eyes moved toward the door before she forced them back on her table.

[Lottii]

Harry's feet stumbled down to the broodmare barn, he was worried he was late. Actually he was on time to arrive for the class, if he didn't stop and check on Magick and co., or the mare he had been assigned, Trinket. The boy only had time to glance over each equine, before he moved on down into the classroom. Dressed in blue jeans and a black shirt, his appearance was clean and tidy, but rather casual. He smiled towards the teacher, a Mr Harman, before sitting down at the desk next to Cara, who got a true smile. Harry wasn't sure if Remii was taking this class, she had her hands full without another horse or two to care for!, but if she did then there was a seat on the other side of the boy where she could sit. He pulled his pencil case from his bag, but didn't take out the notepad which was in there - the teacher seemed to have some ready to pass out.

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Matt smiled slightly nervous as the first student had arrived. It had been a few months since he had taught, but he returned her greeting in an easy tone. "Hi Jemma, I'm Matt Harman. Welcome to Equine Reproduction. I am pleased to let you know your assigned mare is Eternally Forever. She sat down at a desk as another student entered, this girl offering a bow in lieu of greeting. Smiling, and with a little twinkle in his eyes, he just commented that she had been assigned the horse she had put down as her choice. Once the girl had unpacked her bag, she made a comment which tested his ability to remain calm. Instead of panicking, he decided the best thing to do was to trust her judgment. Do you think she can wait until everyone has arrived, or should we go and check her now? Checking on her now would mean disrupting the class before it had even started, but Matt would rather that then cause issues for Brewing Storm, or Rain as she was called around the barn. Concern marred his features while he waiting for an answer.

[Cara]

Cara returned Harry's smile with a ghost version of her own. When the teacher replied to her she swallowed and worried her lower lip with her teeth. Her mind was spinning as she knew that with Rain being an maiden mare anything could happen as no one knew what to expect while she was foaling. Her fists clenched as she didn't want to disrupt the class but she didn't want to leave the mare on her own either - as even Rain wouldn't know what was to be expected.

Her face paled slightly as she could feel the beginning of a headache starting - her eyes were still getting used to her wearing contacts most of the time and due to the adjustment of her eyes it was leading to small stress headaches. "If it would not be an intrusion, I do wish to keep an eye on her." The words finally left her lips before she pressed them together once more.

[Lottii]

Matt took the girl's words to mean, now would be good but I am worried about disrupting the class. His eyes running over the students who had already arrived, his eyes settled on Jemma. Turning to face her he spoke gently, although a slight strain was probably showing through, "Jemma could you wait here with the rest of the class, and let any new arrivals know what is going on. Turning towards the girl again, he spoke to her "Come on then, let's go and take a look at her. Bless her, she must be wondering what's going on with her body."

Heading out of the classroom, he paused to hold the door open for Cara, the girl following him. As they reached the mare's stall he assessed the situation. Rain had been lying down, but she stood up as they approached. From the looks of her bedding it seemed she had been doing this a few times. Searching back in his memory he recalled the last time he had examined the mare, she had appeared a week or so away from foaling then. Matt worked out the dates in his head, coming to the conclusion that would have been about a week ago. He wondered what the young girl's assessment was, and decided to ask her views. She seemed willing enough to share information when asked, but not so much when she hadn't been. "What do you think of her then? A smile flashed across his face as he spoke, letting her know that he just wanted to her thoughts.

[Cara]

Cara shot an apologetic look toward Harry and Jemma as she rose from her seat and followed Mr Harman out of the room and down to the mare.

She looked at Rain who seemed very uncomfortable, no more than when she'd just walked past other than the fact that that the golden mare had obviously been lying down since she had last seen her. She shot a slightly panicked look toward the teacher at his question before she returned her attention to the mare. "She has trampled her bedding so she has been pacing for a while. Her flanks are dark from sweat, you can see where she had nipped at her belly, an the bedding on the underside of her belly is an indication that she's also been kicking herself, through the discomfort of the movement in her stomach." She looked at the teacher again. "Either she is in the first stage of pregnancy or she has colic." She didn't want to mention the C-word, but too often the obvious signs of colic has been brushed aside because of an imminent pregnancy - as the first-stage was very much like the visual signs of colic.

[Lottii]

Matt smiled in response to Cara's reply. It showed an intelligent young girl, especially with the additionally proposal of colic. "I agree with you. I gave her a thorough examination last week, and from that I would have guessed she would have foaled a day or two from now." He entered the stall softly, rubbing Rain gently on the forehead as the mare nickered. The door open in case Cara wanted to come in a reassure the mare, he started to examine her. "I love the fact you came up with the point about colic Cara, but I am pretty sure she is foaling." Matt chuckled lightly as he backed out of the stall to show it was meant to be a praise rather than a criticism.

Throwing a somewhat anxious glance back at the classroom, he came up with a suggestion. "If you want to stay with Rain, I am just going to get the barn manager, Lauren, and check on the class. Hopefully Lauren will be able to stay with you so I can keep popping off to check on the class. " Shaking his head in disbelief that this could happen before the first class had even properly started, he peeked his head round the door to inform the students what was going on. "Well it seems we have our first foal on it's way already. Cara will be staying with the mare, and hopefully the barn manager should be able to assist her. I will be back in a few moments!" The students seemed to be okay, so that just left going to Lauren's office.

[Sync]

JAY ROBINSON

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A storm cloud was seemingly following him everywhere lately, nothing was going right. Question was turning into a sour old man, which was worrying Jay. Something was up with the usually wonderfully tempered gelding. Sandy was still as foul as ever, and both Cookie and Cinnamon seemed to be in a mood with him. The male sighed, his fists clenching tightly as he strode toward the broodmare barn. Today was the first lesson of Equine Reproduction. This wasn't usually a class that interested him, but he wanted to give it a try. And the fact that he would have a new project to work on was very appealing to him right now. The young male wandered into the barn, smothering a slight laugh when he noted the pig in the barn entrance. He knew that Lockwood stables barn manager had a pet pig, and that he acted as a guard pig, but hadn't experienced it first hand just yet. Shaking his head in amusement as he made his way closer to the classroom, he ran through the class list one more time. Yes, Jay had taken the time to work out who was to be in the class and it wasn't that interesting. Thinking about it again, he laughed ironically. "It'll be like a Blue Ridge Reunion." he chuckled. Everyone who would be attending the class had not long ago attended Blue Ridge academy, which he had also gone too. Rolling his oracles, slightly disappointed that nobody of interest, except Cara whom he adored to wind up, would be in the class with him.

Passing by Cara, with who Jay took to be the teacher, he remained silent. He kept his taunting between himself and Cara only, he didn't really appreciate audiences. He carried on toward the class room, opening the door quickly and stepping inside. Standing in the door way he noted that only two other students had arrived, Harry and Jemma. That meant that Remii was still due to arrive. Casting a glance over the pair, he wrinkled his nose in disgust. Neither of these two had ever held a minute hint of interest to him, and still weren't now. Taking a seat at the very back of the class, he let his oracles fall on the board. Studying what they would be doing over the course of the classes, nothing really stood out to him. Nothing fazed him either. The confidence that oozed from Jay made him approach things with utter ease. Nothing ever fazed him education wise. What he really wanted was to get acquainted with the mare he would be working with, Dazzling Design. Her barn name being Charisma had really drawn Jay to her, and the described vain mare seemed to be perfectly suited for him already. Well, on paper at least.

REMII LOCKE

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The female was running a little late, which seemed to be becoming a habit for her and her classes, and was picking up the speed from the pastures. She had been working with Fade, no surprise there, and had seen an improvement. Ever since she had lumped both her mares, Fade and Riddle, together Fade had improved dramatically. She was playing now, and there was a slight sparkle in her usually flat oracles. Yet, she wasn't quite there yet. Remii's face had held a slight smile all day, she'd really cheered up by the fact that Fade was getting a little life injected into her again. The youngster wandered into the broodmare barn, casting a glance around. She, as Jay before her, noted the pig sat in the entrance. She gave a snort of laughter and dipped down to pat him. He gave a snort in return to her earlier one, and then she straightened up to make her way to the class room. Further into the barn, she saw that two people were stood around a mares stall. She noticed that one was Cara, and guessed the other to be a teacher. It held her interest briefly, but she didn't want to intrude. Looking into each stall as she passed, she looked for the Thoroughbred she hoped to be assigned to. She spotted her, her rump facing the door. Torn between being even later or going to greet the mare, she decided to be there at least before the teacher. Passing by the stall regretfully, she made her way to the class room.

Opening the door, her face lit up. She saw that Harry was sat inside, along with two other students. She recognized the other two, flashing a light smile at the female whom she knew was named Jemma. When her eyes fell on Jay, she scowled. Jay wasn't everyones cup of tea, and he certainly wasn't hers. Dropping her gaze once more, she took the seat beside Harry. Grinning at him happily, she clasped her hand in his. As the teacher was yet to arrive, she felt safe to do so. Pulling out her notepad and pen from her bag, she scrawled a message to him. "Good day?" she passed the note to him. As she waited for a reply, she looked to the board. Some of the tasks seemed simple enough, but then she saw the words Oral Presentation. There was a gulp as she read it, wondering how she could get out of it. Pursing her lips as she thought, she wondered when they would be getting started with the class.

[Lottii]

Matt sighed as he reached his classroom for the third time that morning. Hopefully it would start a little better this time. As he pushed open the door he gave his report on Rain, noting two students had arrived since he last checked in. "You will all be pleased to know Rain has had a beautiful little filly, without any complications. A smile flashed across his face as he spoke, moments like seeing the little chica be born made the rest of it all seem worthwhile.

Thinking back to the class list he greeted the two new students, Welcome to the class, we had a little bit of a fuzzy start but the lesson will begin now. You must be Remii and Jay, he paused to look at each of them and to pick up the piles of folders, notebooks and the sheet explaining the class. Placing on in front of each student - and one on Cara's desk - he continued speaking, There is a folder here for each of you, which is where you will keep your class notes and the assignments you do. The notebook is to journal your mare's progress and you will also find a sheet with the rules of the class, and outlining what we will cover. You can use your own notebook if you wish, but I prefer that it be A4 sized. The last thing I have to hand out", he spoke as he bent over his desk and picked up a handful of papers, "is a sheet with the basic information about your mare." He smiled as he gave the sheets to the matching student, the earlier arrivals already knew whether they had got the mare they had requested but the others didn't.

"Now, as you can see from the sheet, our first lesson will be going over the basic anatomy for the reproductive organs. I have yet another sheet for you all, and I would like you to just jot down under the names of each part what it's function is if you know. Matt finished speaking with a smile and swiftly handed a sheet (Click and Click)to each student. He strolled back to his desk to give them a chance to write some things down. Some of the things were obvious, but it was a good way to gauge how much the students already knew without terrifying the ones who didn't know very much.

ooc: rough posting order
Matt
Jemma
Cara - if she rejoins the class partway through
Harry
Jay
Remii

[Onzy]

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And with the faint taste of cigarettes
You write Hallelujah songs
Ain’t it wonderful, you feelin’ alright, so I tickle up your backbone
And at the break of the day you sank into your dream world

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Jemma nodded at the man's comment. Just like she was, she had chosen the mare with issues and one that had trust issues. From what she had seen of the mare, it had been a sight, but Jemma noticed the horse in and out of a stall, and it seemed like the mare liked the outdoors. She made a mental note to buy the mare an outdoor rug, and a rope halter. Seeing that the mare was only 3 months along, in another 8 months it would be Summer, so there wouldn't be a problem then. Meanwhile she would work with the mare and see if those trust issues could be worked on. It would have so much easier to know the mare's full history rather than a few bits. If only she knew what happened on that ranch. Snapping back to attention, she noticed another student enter in the form of Cara. The girl spoke about her mare, and Jemma listened to response. Of course she would watch for a while.

A few moments later, who other but Jay Robinson entered. He wasn't of her favourite people, but then very few were. Jemma was thankful when Mr.Harmon returned. Her attention snapped back, and she looked at the folder she was handed. Her own notebook would be sufficient, and Jemma popped it onto the desk before looking at the notes. What she knew was limited, but she filled in a few labels. She waited for the rest of the class, and thought. Shyly she raised her hand, and spoke. Sir, I was wondering if there would be any way to discover Ever's full history? It would help me to know how to work with her, and if there's anything else that would be a problem, her words were quiet, as it was not often that she spoke out loud to people directly. Speeching was fine, but she didn't like asking to direct questions.

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And on a date by a chocolate lake down at the rotary
And past town at the edge lookin’ down at butterflies
And at the break of the day you sank into the break of day
You sank into your dream world

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This is written for ER classand contains ... words. I used the following lyrics Dreamer: Jenn Grant and my character is wearing the following COMING. I also just want to say

[Lottii]

Harry remained in his seat whilst Cara and Mr Harman left. Sitting silently - there's a change! - he sneaked a couple of glances up at the girl in the room with him, but stayed still. Remii entering raised a smile to his lips, and he scrawled a note in reply to hers. Ok, did some work with Magick's foal earlier, and she finally has a name! Il Bianco Strega, which means The White Witch. But Bianco for short. [/color]

As the teacher re-entered the room, the smile once again graced his face. Harry couldn't wait to catch a look of the new filly, although he wouldn't stay long - the mare would probably be surrounded by students anyway. As he received the handful of stuff from Mr Harman, he placed it on his desk and flicked through it. When he had a spare moment he could write up the information about Trinket into the journal, but for now there was a sheet to be completed. Filling in most of the labels - he had a poster of the reproductive systems in his room - he jotted down a few notes about each part.

Jemma's query made him glance up, and he waited, interested in the reply that would come from Mr Harman. Although Trinket was a pretty uncomplicated mare, it would be rather interesting to find out what happened before she came to the college - the notes on her history didn't say much.

[Sync]

JAY ROBINSON

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He chuckled at the reaction from each of the students when they took in his form. He took no interest in the fact that a mare had just delivered her filly, just leaned back on his chair in a lazy fashion. He was already bored, and knew this course was going to be a long one. It just wasn't capturing his interest. Maybe when he got to meet Charisma, things would be better. At his name, he looked up, rose a brow, and then looked back down at his desk. As Mr Harman handed out the folders, he flicked through it at a speed that obviously showed that he wasn't taking any of it in. Then, there came another hand out. Once again, the male ignored it. He didn't pick up a pen to label the sheet, just sat there and picked at his nails. He decided to give the class a bit of life. All of the other students were either mutes or were just too goody two shoes to speak up and air their disapprovals. His face did become marred with slight interest when Jemma piped up. He rolled his oracles at her questioning, but it was just a show. He too would like to know more about Charisma. Especially if he would be working so close with her. Awaiting the teachers answer, he sat a little bit more forward in his seat.

REMII LOCKE

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She read Harry's note and grinned. Giving him the thumbs up in response, she leaned back in her chair. As the teacher came back into the class, a large grin spread over her features. Although she probably wouldn't get to see the filly for a while, due to the fact that everyone would be crowding around it and the thought of crowding made her nervous, she would wait until she was in the barn alone with Maggie to sneak a glance. She flicked through the file that had information about Maggie, and her brows furrowed together. Yet another problematic horse to work with. She filled out the hand outs quickly, and listened into what Jemma was asking. She too would like to learn more about Maggie, but she didn't look up with the same interest as the other students. Instead, she studied the information she was given about the thoroughbred mare, already planning ways to make her life and the remaining month or so of her pregnancy enjoyable and not have her flinching at every approaching being.

[Lottii]

Matt observed the students, some hurrying to fill out their sheets in stark comparison to the most recent male entrant into the class - Jay. Whereas the other students were at least making an attempt and taking an interest, this boy seemed to just be sitting doing nothing. When he had given out the information about the horses Jay had shown little interest, and now with the work set none at all. On an off day, Matt would be rather frustrated at this, but today wasn't one of those days. "Jay Robinson", he spoke rather loudly, minimal irritation marring his tone, "if you are having an issue with the work, I am happy to help you. But no one is forcing you to be here, and you are most welcome to leave if you have decided this course is not for you. " He finished speaking and fell into silence, taking an interest in a sheet on the desk in front of him. Matt wouldn't make another comment to the boy regarding the work now, after all, he was the one who would fail if he didn't put in the work. He sighed inwardly, before his attention was caught by Jemma.

Matt thought about the pretty mare for a moment before answering. "I can put you in contact with the breeding farm she originally came from, and the ranch that the college purchased her from. I know I have the details for both of those, if you want to get them after class. I could even turn it into an extra-credit project if you want, write an essay around her history as a broodmare and the effects it could have on this foaling and how she raises the foal. " Noticing several other students seemed to be fairly interested in his reply to the girl, he continued with an open invitation. "And that applies to everybody, if you want to come and collect any contact information I have for your mare at the start of the class, you can all earn some extra-credit early on in the term! His mind slipped back to Jay and he glanced at the boy. He wasn't sure if he would get a project from the boy, he didn't doubt his ability but the teen seemed reluctant to use it, more interested in creating a fuss.

After the commotion from the foal, it was almost time for the class to end anyway. He ran over in his head the things he would need to say, and decided to ask for student's rough ideas on the area they would choose for their individual project. "Ok, it's nearly the end of class. I will collect your sheets in and have them marked for the start of the next lesson, in two weeks time. Remember to journal the information about your mare, I will be checking your books then! Now, I know most of you probably haven't chosen yet, but if you could just write down on a scrap of paper what your current choice is for the individual projects, just to give me a rough idea." Orphan Foal Management was always the most popular, but he knew several of these students already had a lot on their plates, so this time maybe it wouldn't be. He smiled to himself at the thought of the Nurse Mare and PMU foals he would be able to rescue for the group to care for as he started walking round picking up sheets and running his eyes over the choices.

[Onzy]

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And with the faint taste of cigarettes
You write Hallelujah songs
Ain’t it wonderful, you feelin’ alright, so I tickle up your backbone
And at the break of the day you sank into your dream world

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Jemma rolled her eyes at Jay's manner. Honestly, they were all the same. She listened to the teachers response to her question and she nodded. She would love to learn about the mare's past, and it was also interesting to do so. Looking up at the board she read through the list of courses again. Orphan foals sounded great but she was taking care of five horses already. Another one would cause her to have a nervous breakdown. On a scrap piece of paper she scribbled down Sport Horse Breeding. It seemed the most appropriate as it ran in her veins.

Finishing off the worksheet, she waited patiently for Mr. Harman to take in the work. She was eager to get out and work with Ever some more.

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And on a date by a chocolate lake down at the rotary
And past town at the edge lookin’ down at butterflies
And at the break of the day you sank into the break of day
You sank into your dream world

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This is written for ER CLASSand contains ... words. I used the following lyrics Dreamer: Jenn Grant and my character is wearing the following COMING. I also just want to say ...