sinovels Chapter 145 Elite Education
Chapter 145 Elite Education
Chapter 145 Elite Education
Lilysa was delighted to receive the gift, but figuring out what to do with it became a problem.
Nathan frowned slightly as he watched the foal wagging its tail restlessly.
Although his family had a small farm where they grew vegetables and grains, they had never raised horses, not even a basic stable boy.
Not to mention his house, even Paul's house is completely mechanized and they don't keep horses at all.
"It seems we'll have to leave it on one of your farms for now. I'll build a horse ranch and then go get it." Nathan's gaze fell on Ernst and Diego, his tone tinged with helplessness.
Ernst and Diego's families both run large farms, mainly growing fruits and vegetables, but also raising cattle and sheep.
When grazing livestock on vast farms, horses are actually more suitable helpers than machines.
The loud noise produced by machinery can easily frighten livestock, and if a herd of cattle or sheep riots as a result, the consequences could be disastrous.
Therefore, even in the United States, where agricultural mechanization is highly developed, horses still hold an irreplaceable position in the livestock industry.
Ernst shrugged casually upon hearing this, his face expressionless, as if he didn't care whose house the horse belonged to.
Diego, however, was different. He had seen many horses in his life, but he had never seen such an outstanding foal. Its glossy coat and upright posture alone were enough to show its extraordinary nature.
Seeing that Ernst had no objections, Diego was about to take the initiative to take on the task, since being able to temporarily take care of such a good horse would be a happy thing for him.
But before he could speak, his gaze inadvertently drifted towards the cart, and his expression suddenly changed drastically. Almost reflexively, he shouted, "Lilisa, come back quickly!"
At this moment, the door of the cart transporting the horses was already open, and Lilysa was standing outside the cart, her little face full of curiosity. Her two little hands were tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, and her body was leaning forward slightly, looking eager to go forward and have a close encounter with her little pony.
Sherry, who was standing nearby, was startled by Diego's sudden shout. Without thinking, she picked up Lilysa and ran to a safe place, her face full of confusion, wondering what emergency had happened.
Ernst looked up and immediately understood why Diego was doing this. He had grown up on a farm and knew the habits of livestock very well.
He walked over and gently pinched Lilysa's chubby little face, saying patiently but seriously, "You can't touch it now, understand?"
He pointed to the foal in the cart and said, "Horses get nervous when they're in an unfamiliar environment. You can see it's panting heavily; that's a sign of nervousness. So it's best not to disturb it at this time. Open the door and let it slowly get used to its surroundings."
Then, Ernst earnestly instructed Lilisa, "And also, never go over and pet a horse when its rear end is facing you."
"Why?" Sherry couldn't help but ask, her face full of confusion as she knew nothing about this.
Diego picked up the conversation and explained in a serious tone, "Because horses' eyes are on the sides, this physiological structure prevents them from seeing directly in front or behind them."
"Moreover, horses are born with a defense system. If you suddenly pet it from behind, it will automatically take it as an attack and may give you a flying kick."
That's exactly what happened. The foal was feeling uneasy in its new environment, with its head facing inside the cart and its rear end facing out.
Diego screamed in terror when he saw Lilisa eagerly trying to stroke the horse.
The horse was already somewhat irritable due to the unfamiliar environment, and if Lilisa were to rashly pet it at this moment, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"The correct way is to approach slowly from the side, letting the horse clearly see your presence first. Of course, if you spend more time together and become familiar with each other, you don't need to go through this trouble."
Diego added, "A horse's sense of smell is just as good as a dog's. Once it gets used to your scent, it can find you accurately even if you are hundreds of meters away."
Everyone has heard the saying "an old horse knows the way," which means that when a horse goes out, it can always find its way home. Some old horses can even find their way back to their hometown after being away from home for several years, thanks to their keen sense of smell.
Moreover, horses are often more intelligent than dogs.
For example, when faced with food that doesn't appear dangerous on the surface, both a horse and a dog might sense that there's something wrong with it, but a dog might be tempted to eat it because of its greed, while a horse would resolutely refuse.
In ancient times, horses were so important in military campaigns not only because they could be used for transportation and supplies, but also because they had unique advantages in identifying the safety of water and food sources.
Once a horse senses a problem with the water or food, it will refuse to eat or drink, which to some extent ensures the safety of the soldiers.
As Nathan listened to everyone's discussion about horses, a wry smile appeared on his face. "It seems that besides building stables, I have another job to do: learn how to raise horses."
Ernst smiled and said, "Actually, there's a very simple way to get a general idea of a horse's physical condition: just brush its hair."
"Horses use stiff brushes. When grooming, if a horse has a problem with any muscle or bone, it will instinctively avoid the brush."
Ernst wanted to share some more horse-raising tips with Nathan, but Diego suddenly interrupted, "Since Nathan needs time to build the stables, let's board this horse at my stable for a while. I think we should have the driver transport it to my farm now, so it won't take too long and the horse will have to readjust to a new environment, and feeding it will be a hassle."
Moving a horse to two different places in one day can indeed put a lot of strain on it and is detrimental to its health.
This isn't like a horse that would feel safe with a mare or a familiar person leading it; this is a completely unfamiliar environment and unfamiliar things.
Ernst nodded, finding Diego's suggestion quite reasonable, and then beckoned the driver over, giving him a few brief instructions.
Diego gave the address of his farm, and the driver responded and drove the pickup truck slowly away, pulling the flatbed cart, heading towards Diego's house.
As Lilysa watched the cart carrying the foal drive further and further away, the joy on her little face gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of reluctance. Her eyes seemed to be filled with glistening tears, and she watched until the cart disappeared at the end of the road before turning her gaze away.
Ernst saw all of this, smiled, and handed the file bag that Jamal Murray had just given him to Sherry.
The file folder contained information about the foal, including a pedigree certificate and a health check report, but there was something even more important.
"This is an acceptance letter from a prestigious private school in San Francisco. I heard you've been looking for a school for Lilisa, so I took the liberty of making the decision for you." Ernst's tone was relaxed and natural, as if he had only done something insignificant.
When Shirley took the file bag and opened it, her eyes widened instantly upon seeing the acceptance letter. Her face was filled with disbelief, followed by an overwhelming sense of gratitude.
Lilysa will be 7 years old next year, which, according to American law, means she'll be of elementary school age.
Many people misunderstand American education, thinking that it promotes a happy education and that children can grow up in a relaxed and enjoyable atmosphere.
In reality, the so-called "happy education" is nothing more than a self-deceptive notion used by the poor.
As a result of this education model, one in five high school graduates in the United States is functionally illiterate.
Although they can read and write, they cannot understand the meaning behind the words, and cannot even understand simple instruction manuals and bank statements.
These illiterate people are the result of so-called "happy education".
According to relevant statistics, 20% of high school graduates in the United States are unable to read normally, and the semi-literate rate among junior high school graduates is more than 45%, and this number is rising at an alarming rate. The root cause of all this lies in the so-called happy education they receive.
The students admitted to those world-renowned universities mostly come from unhappy private schools.
In the United States, schools are divided into public schools and private schools, with private schools further subdivided into commoner private schools, elite private schools, and aristocratic private schools.
It is no exaggeration to say that the heights a person can reach in the future are already foreshadowed from elementary school.
In the top 100 high schools in the United States, more than 96% of the students come from elite and aristocratic private schools, while the remaining 4% are occasionally gifted students from ordinary private or public schools.
This gap becomes even more pronounced at the college level, with half of Harvard's students coming from the top 5% of wealthy families in the United States, and Stanford's students mostly coming from the top 1.5% of the wealthiest families.
From the very beginning of elementary school, they have already created an insurmountable gap between themselves and others.
The spot at the prestigious private school that Ernst secured for Lilisa undoubtedly paved a bright path for her future.
Because while you might have a chance to get into an elite private school if you have money and pass an interview, you often can't get into a prestigious private school even if you have money; you need connections and status.
Compared to tuition fees of hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, this opportunity is priceless.
However, Lilysa didn't seem to appreciate the surprise. Although she was young, she knew very well that the better the school, the heavier the academic pressure she would face in the future, and a hint of reluctance appeared on her face.
As the sun rose higher, golden sunlight bathed the entire manor, and young members of the Arlington family arrived one after another.
Once everyone had arrived, they carefully checked their equipment and prepared to set off for the hunt.
Ernst dashed out as if fleeing a disaster, leaving John's incessant cursing behind him.
When the old man learned that Ernst had given Lilisa a champion-bred horse, he originally intended to see it for himself. However, when he learned that the horse had already been taken away and was being kept at Diego's house, he was furious. He berated Ernst and accused Diego's family of getting a great deal.
John was so angry for a reason: there was a potential benefit to having the horse with Diego's family, namely, for breeding.
Once this champion horse and Diego's horses have become familiar with each other, breeding them together will be a natural next step.
Even though Ernst repeatedly assured him that he would give him a horse worth millions in the future, the old man wouldn't let it go and had been ranting at Ernst and Diego for half an hour.
Diego was alright, after all, he had gained such a huge advantage, so he didn't mind being scolded a couple of times, since it wouldn't hurt him.
Ernst felt very wronged, saying, "What did I do to deserve this?"
He glanced at Diego beside him and muttered to himself: This kid is really cunning.
No wonder they were in such a hurry to move the horse earlier; they had already anticipated that once John saw the horse, it would be impossible to move it.
Diego seemed to notice Ernst's gaze and gave him a meaningful smile, a smile that carried a hint of smugness and a touch of cunning.