Her last lesson was a fortnight ago and ended, as all too often, with her in a sulk for no good reason. I had a free and frank imparting of my views and told her quite bluntly that I wasn't paying for the privilege of having a sulking teenager to deal with, and she should damn well grow up.
Today she was fab. Rode really nicely on the flat and although there was the occasional hiccup, jumped really well too. Myles was very very pleased.
They ended the lesson before the plummet set in; he said to me he wasn't going to overload her because it blows her brain.
She didn't sulk. There was nothing to sulk about (well, there never is really, but even less than usual). She was pleased with herself in exactly the right way.
And I have had a Nidea, of which more later if it looks as if it'll come off.
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