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READ ME FIRST.
I was thinking the other day: “Man! … Hank! I wish we’d’ve given a READ ME FIRST to every love we’d ever lost.” Or got rid of. Or that lost us. Or however it went isn’t the point. I wish I had. Just so-sy we’d’ve had a few things clear from the “get-go”. From the very beginning. But I didn’t. And it would’ve gone better. Or quicker.
But you? I? Oui (?) still have a chawnce (sp). (I know. Stay with me.).
We still do, because you will know certain things before proceeding ANY further, and – if you do anyway, well … it means had it coming all along. You could’ve not, and been fine.
So here’s this – a forewarning …
- I will not lie to you. Unless it is necessary to teach a lesson even more essential than thoughtless honesty – which, let’s face it, seems to be the only honesty around these days. And that’s the Truth.
- Only I call me “Hank” and like it.
- In advance of advancing any further, understand: I’m an English major. Some other things, but this will be the most irritating, from early on. Because, from early on, I was trained (by the worst and brightest the UT Austin had to offer) how to sound arrogant and condescending on paper. Sometimes in person. Probably – if I’m being honest – in person, especially to a very many non-English majors, who, generally misunderstanding just what I have just said – or, more luxuriantly, meant – presume to’ve been insulted or in some way maligned. Usually, I am only insulting myself, if gently. If admiringly. Either way: No offense, pal. And none taken … and never lightly. If I can help it. And you should know that.
- This compendium of pedestrian – neigh! – equestrian genius is always “work in progress”. Initially a private means of organizing my thoughts, observations, and reflections as my pursuit of an academic equitation evolved. Much early content was reflexively written, and has, by and large, remained unedited. But remember: it’s free. (Or this part is, anyway 🙂 ).
- I’ve decided to post much of this kit and caboodle – though so much of it embarrasses me re-reading today – due to finding how little my original ideal – Nuno Oliveira – had written during his lifetime. Just a little volume of notes, more or less. Not nearly enough, and also, I had noticed over the course of much learning and teaching during my life: if we do not begin recording our observations when we know little, the ability to explain essentials to newcomers later fades. When my son attempts to show me how to play a video game he’s mastered, it’s no fun for either us. He can’t understand HOW I can’t understand. It’s SO obvious – because he understands it. Right?
- So, at the risk of some typos, missing words – and having said things poorly which might’ve been said better, or more efficiently* – I present these presents presently. If it doesn’t make sense to you, perhaps it is not meant for you – or not for you yet. Or maybe it actually doesn’t make sense – in which case, raise your hand. Please. This won’t be the last time you’ll need to use your own good judgement. Stay with me.
*…. by me, I mean to say.
Henry Fleming is a horsemanship and equitation writer, trainer, tutor, and clinician. He advocates historical ideals of advanced horsemanship, applying principles espoused by William Cavendish and Francois Baucher to achieve them quickly and safely.
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