Ed­u­ca­tion Matters

with Arthur Yeo

The Tribune (NZ) - - YOUR LOCAL NEWS -


Kimmy, the Jack Rus­sell, watched my ev­ery move. She looked as though she shouldn’t work. Her ‘Queen Anne’ front legs made her look hi­lar­i­ous from the front. She looked like a bal­le­rina with toes point­ing east and west, but they be­lied her speed and har­di­ness.

Kimmy’s de­ter­mi­na­tion was a thing to be­hold. I tried to keep her from fol­low­ing me ev­ery­where, but that was not to be. She would lie on my pack if I was go­ing tramp­ing and stay right by the door of the car so she couldn’t be left be­hind. She loved it when I went horse trekking. That was her idea of heaven.

I re­mem­ber the look on the high­coun­try farm­ers at Kek­erengu, just north of Kaik­oura when I asked them if it would be ok for Kimmy to come on the horse trek to the Bluff and Muz­zle sta­tions be­tween the Seaward and In­land Kaik­oura ranges. They were

staunch and stoic but I knew what they were thinking, or at least I found out later when they told me. None of them had the heart to say no. One of them tied an ex­tra sack onto his sad­dle I found out later.

Kimmy had learnt to trail what­ever horse I was on and she had built up quite a bit of ex­pe­ri­ence in some of the north Is­land rivers where I had gone high coun­try fish­ing. You wouldn’t have imag­ined that this wee rug rat would have those kinds of skills just to look at her, but in her case, looks were de­ceiv­ing.

The first day on the trek was well over 30 de­grees and we were climb­ing steep coun­try. The horses plod­ded on and Kimmy was right there at my horses’ heel. She didn’t miss a beat and was fast prov­ing her­self to be more than she ap­peared.

Along with jump­ing in and out of ev­ery­one’s sleep­ing bags, raid­ing peo­ple’s lunches and gen­er­ally look­ing cute, Kimmy won ev­ery­one’s ad­mi­ra­tion when she dived into a swollen stream hurtling down a moun­tain­side and popped out on the other side quite a bit down­stream. Noth­ing to her but she shocked and awed ev­ery­one else.

I was very in­ter­ested to see one of the old guys give her a crust off his sand­wich that lunchtime and there were nods in her di­rec­tion and smiles when she came into view.

The thing that set her apart from any other dog I have had was her de­ter­mi­na­tion. She just would not give up.

Stu­dents need that kind of de­ter­mi­na­tion when it comes to study­ing. If they want the best grades, they have to earn them, they are not given. How does a stu­dent find the mo­ti­va­tion to keep work­ing in the face of dif­fi­culty? We can help. Call us to­day. 3543211.

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