Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Well, she had managed to get another student. Granted, Elaene told herself not to get too surprised. She had managed to mass quite a few, in the two months she had been in Hickstead. Her wife and kids probably didn’t help with that fact either. But it kept her busy, without being too overworked. It wasn’t the news station and TV appearances, having to wake up super early.
Today, she would be starting with someone named Daphne. A younger girl recently turned eight if she remembered. Father was single, so Elaene would be meeting Daphne at the daycare the young girl was at after school. Thankfully, it wasn’t too far of a drive. Plus, the weather was still nice enough to enjoy the ride.
After missing the house twice, Elaene was finally in front of the house that was Tree House Day Care. She could hear children, something that she enjoyed. There was something about the laughs of the children that made Elaene think fondly of Fionn when he was that age.
She gave a firm, but aggressive knock and was greeted quite quickly. “Mrs. Murphy?” Her greeter was a tall man, roughly ten years or so younger than she was. He was dressed well, not someone she thought worked with kids – but Elaene kept her mouth shut on that one.
“That’s me!”
“Pleasure to meet you, I’m Courtney. Come on in, and I’ll get Daphne ready for you.”
Elaene followed and quickly slipped off her shoes, realizing the well-organized shoe rack at the entrance. She heard some voices and Courtney returned with a young girl. “Daphne, this is Mrs. Murphy. She’s here to help with some of your math questions!”
“Hello, nice to meet you!”
“We’ll be sharing the homework room, so there won’t be a lot of distractions.” Courtney led Elaene, with Daphne in his hand, to the classroom that was mentioned. It was a cute room with a big table on one side, and then desks on the other side. Tiny, but manageable for the kids they looked after.
“I’ll be over by the desks helping with some letter practice. If you two need anything, please let me know!”
“Thank you, Courtney,” Elaene smiled, before taking a seat at the table. “So, Daphne...what are you working on in math class right now?”
Daphne had what felt like a long day at school. It was mainly due to the fact that she had her least favorite subjects, mainly Math class. She always tried her best to ask questions and understand, but it never seemed to stick with her.
As the school bell finally rang, she let out a sigh. Glad that the day was finally done, she packed up her backpack and headed out the door. The school bus was already waiting for her and the other students at the front door - she climbed inside once she arrived. Once the students were picked up, she leaned her head against the cold window - allowing the movement of the bus to lull her into a soft sleep. The school bus came to a stop, lurching her awake at the stop for the daycare. She grabbed her bag and headed outside, smiling once she saw Courtney greet the students who got off with her.
She was ready for the tutoring session her dad had set up for her - though the other kids distracted her. Daphne was convinced to go color with the other students. She dropped her bag with everyone else's and ran into the room - grabbing a book off of the pile and flipped through, looking for a free page. It wasn't long before Courtney came to get her and she followed behind him. She smiled at the older woman, waving at her once Courtney introduced her. After following the adults into the homework room, she sat down at one of the tables. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Murphy."
Daphne wondered if she was new to town or just someone she hadn't met before. "We just started learning about percentages. Like if you buy something from a store and it's on sale, that kind of math." She pulled out her math text book, notebook and a pencil before putting it on her desk. "Are you a teacher at one of the bigger schools?"
“Oh, excellent! And how are you enjoying that?” Elaene asked, taking a glance at the book she put on the table. It was a basic one, that almost every school seemed to have. At least it was colorful, compared to some of the so-called adult ones.
“Me? No, Daphne. I’m what you call a traveling teacher!” she smiled, brightly. Sounded more fun than a tutor. “So,” she started. “What percentiles have you gone up to? Can you tell me…what twenty-five percent of one-hundred is?” While that question could be considered easy to answer, Elaene knew not everyone learned at the same pace.
Daphne gave a disgruntled look. Math was her least favorite subject - but she had to think of a way to say it politely. "It's terrible. Math makes my head hurt." She would much rather curl up in the library and read a book somewhere. Daphne found herself in a classful of students who seemed to enjoy crunching numbers on a calculator. Her Math teacher wasn't exactly her favorite either - other students would call her old school in her ways of teaching.
"A traveling teacher? Can you explain what that means?" She thought she had an idea about what it could mean, but it was always better to get it from the expert. Daphne flipped open her notebook and picked up her pencil - ready to go for something she hoped wasn't torture. Being at the daycare made her feel more comfortable - something about school made everyone feel tense and upset.
The young girl wasn't expecting a math question this quickly into the tutoring session. "I mean 100% of a number is pretty easy. We just started so 25 percent. The answer to your question is... 75?" She tried picturing a pizza and dividing it in fourths.