Terry the MOO's School Days

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Gidday. As spokes-cow for terraMOO, I think it would be proper for you to know something about my school.

I am currently enrolled at St. Joseph's College, Gregory Terrace in Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. My school has a non-exclusive enrollment policy (it must have to have enrolled me as a calf) and currently has over 1100 boys and one fresian heiffer on the roll.

	We are an inner-city school, and our campus is really compact - there are no paddocks (in fact the last patch of grass was built on recently - I have to send out for greenery and our tuckshop has a good range of grasses and hay, along with other things Humans find healthy also)
	Our front office is where most visitors start off. The front office is staffed exclusively with humans (I think because cows struggle with word processors, but I am not sure). The Principal and College Dean also have offices here but I have yet to be sent here to get the cuts - I am not sure what the discipline policy says about an unuly cow but I try to be good so i don't have to find out the hard way.
	Student services is one of my favourite places - the staff here are so nice and really understand the needs of a growing healthy calf. My timetable and study programme are coordinated from here - it is quite a challenging task to ensure I have adequate pastural and pastoral care as well as attend to my studies.
	Up in the teaching areas of the school you can see we have a compact and built-up campus. From here you can see the primary classrooms, Chapel and down to Duhig place. The gardens are nice but nothing beats the feel of grass under your hooves.
	I tend to spend a bit of time in the Computer Laboratories - some who do not know me think I am a bit geeky. Once you get to know me you appreciate that I am just a real softie. I have a special appreciation for geeks - they know stuff, are good at finding stuff out and aren't afraid to put that knowledge to use - what a good human trait to adopt cross-species.
	Duhig place is where I hang out between lessons - this is handball capital of the world (or so the Year 12's reckon). I am usually picked for a team but am at a disadvantage as I am only a little bit bigger than the ball and struggle to understand the rules that the boys keep making up as they go along.
	I have many responsibilities at Terrace - one of them is to ensure that the Help Desk and technical support staff do the right thing - they sometimes do not know what to do, get confuzzled and do not know all the passwords - cows have an excellent memory (contrary to popular myth, an old steer once told me elephants have a really bad memory, they just think it is perfect and who is going to argue with such a mountain of meat?). I can remote-monitor what they are doing. For the most part they are good bunch, and know how to treat a Fresian.
	The MOOtrix has me, does it have you yet? No one can tell you what the MOOtrix is, drink the red milk and return to the life that you knew, none-the-wiser, Drink the blue milk and see the rEal world - tune in, log on and learn - I dare you! I have found little humans are much better MOOtrix users than older ones - seems we teach the creativity out of them ... I am working hard to ensure that the MOOtrix reverses some of that damage but I am only one cow in a huge herd.
	My report for Semester I looks very promising and my pet human was very pleased with my progress. The humans in charge seem unable to design a criteria-based assessment scheme that adequately measures my achievement or involvement in College Life but I am quite pleased with my results. I am going to need to apply for special consideration in the final reporting criteria as I am still a calf and Milk Production I would not expect to excel in until at least after I am branded (you can't tell humans sometimes).

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