Dancing to Hoofbeats: A little guide dog

Today went great! We had our socials presentation which was really interesting. I can't believe how good they are, they actually are really interesting, and I just kept learning and learning! Egypt totally blew my mind, and Somalia just made me wonder how cruel humans can be. We also worked on our map, which is really frustrating, since you have to label a lot of things in the teeny, tiny space given.
In Applied Skills, I just worked on knitting more hats! I'm finally on my 3rd hat, and it's getting really easy. This time, since our table was so crowded, I moved to sit with Mimi's company. It was really interesting having a conversation with them, and my hat just kept growing and growing. Hopefully, by the end of this weekend, I'll have two more!
Math was a rush, as usually. Everyone was just trying to finish their worksheet before the end of class, so they wouldn't have to bring it home for homework. Like always, more than half of us didn't finish, or should I say, got now where close to finishing.
French was fun with my new table mates, and we did a review on school supplies since we have a quiz coming up. It isn't bad, our vocab sheet is the same formatting as last year, so I'm pretty used to it. While we were waiting for everyone else to finish up their worksheet, Carina taught me how the art of spacing out. Basically, both of us stared at a waterbottle, and just tried to imaging we were the dust floating on the water. Oh, Carina, she's just so funny!
But what made my dad was what happened after school. I walked home with my sister, and while we were riding the Expo-line, there was a guide dog sitting with its trainer. After asking questions, we found out that the trainer was getting the guide dog used to loud noises and being around really busy and social places. The dog wasn't really "professional" yet, but that's why he needed training. The person also told me that the dog was only 5 and a half months old, so he was only a puppy. He had on a guide dog harness, and sometimes he would squirm around. He was really sweet though, and he really tried hard to stay still on the train. The trainer was volunteering for The Canadian Guide Dogs for the Blind, which really interested me. I think that later, when I'm older, I might volunteer there, too. I might try the SPCA as well. It's nice to know that there's so many neat animal places out there, so many opportunities for volunteering!
Anyways, here's a picture from their website: