Odyssey in "Equitis Humi"

The next day I woke up at the four o'clock  because  I didn't felt the need of sleep anymore, and I wanted to get some info before the dawn.

I silently rolled out my bed and started to search in the dark a book that could be useful.

It took me almost half an hour for find something of interesting : an history book, and all I expected but find that the history of Equestria isn't that different from ours...

For reassuming:

“Prima” Aka “Ur” : check.

“Crystalism” Aka “Hellenism” : check.

“First, Second and Third Protochangeling Wars” Aka “Persian Wars” : check.

“Ancient Equestria Empire” Aka “Roman/Holy Roman Empire” : check.

“The Diggery” Aka “Renaissance” : check

“The Marecan Indipendence War” Aka “American War of Independence” : check

“The Sisters War” Aka “The 30-years War” : check

“The Bear Revolution” Aka “The Russian Revolution” : check

“The Griffin-Minotaur War” Aka “WWI/II” : check

And so on, thought I found out the leaders were every time the same during all history: at first I formulated the theory that, even if they did something similar to the democracy, they had a religion-state relationship similar to the Ancient Egypt one: the pharaoh ( called “Celestia” in the pony history book) IS a god, and when dies simply became the reincarnation of Osiris and lives on in the pyramid; then I went to see if there were a chronology of the sovereigns, just in case... and there was not: it seemed that the pony leaders never died.

I was too much obstinate at that point to surrender, thus I dared to enter in the Rarity's room and see if one of her “Decorative Books” was an objective history book,one not “censored”, and I found it:

“De Interanimalia Historia”

I opened the book and searched for a chronology of the kings/emperors/dukes/whatever, and what I saw surprised me: the ponies have TWO TRUE GODDNESS WHO RULE ON THE COUNTRY!

I stood petrified in front of the book: I mean.. where you will find a nation ruled by an immortal begin? Nowhere!

Took from the desire of discovery, I searched more, until the dawn appeared in the sky: at the end of the night, I was satisfied of the whole thing: I discovered an important thing about the history of that world and added a chapter in my mind's encyclopedia.

Before running away, I placed the book were it was, trying to make it fit in the hole.

First try: two other books fall; Rarity still sleeping.

Second try: a vase of cheap porcelain falls; Rarity twitch an eye.

Third try: The book fits in; Rarity starts to wake up.

I ran away with all my forces, and tried to frame the “crime scene” opening the window and hiding under the bed a necklace: a poor framing indeed, but there wasn't much time.

When I was in my improvised bed, I heard from afar a scream and a thud.

Some minutes later, Sweetie Belle woke up, and went in the Rarity's room, unaware of what happened during her sleep.

Because I wanted to see how the situation was going to continue, I stalked her until the very confine of the bedroom

"Sister! Sister! Rarity! What happened?"

I saw Rarity returning on her hooves and saying

"Someone messed up this room overnight, I wonder who was...", then she placed her look on Sweetie Belle, watching her with an accusative look.

"But.. I didn't !"

"Ad who did it? The wind? "

"Me, Rarity: I was trying to get one of the "decorative" books one shelves, but it seemed that the cheap porcelain isn't hard as I remembered"

"And who gave you the permiss for enter? You didn't knew that you CANNOT enter and exit in the adult's bedrooms whenever you wish?"

"No, signora, didn't knew that rule"

"Well, better for you to learn that, now... How I can punish you... ah, yes, don't letting you having the breakfast!"

Oh no I thought .

After a long fight with Rarity about the breakfast, I finally gave up and simply didn't ate anything : not a big deal because I'm quite fat, but still not eating anything isn't properly pleasuring.

Anyway, during my reading in the house, I was interrupted by Rarity, this time because the Foster Department contacted her for my placement in the Scholarship System, at first I though to a joke, then I remembered my condition : after all, I was a 4-years old, a VERY smart one, but still a foal.

It was told me to came to the school of the town for attend the test :

“Ah, the call back to weapons” I thought in my mind.

The room where the test was done was quite clearly a spare room:: they didn't even covered the water tubes, mind you! All was done under the watch of Mens Clara, the support teacher of the school.

First part: write a short story, both in ideograms (called “Unicorn”) and latin letters/Cyrillic ( called “Earth”. It was excruciating to write in Earth, considered my lack of coordination with the magic, but at least was readable, for the part wrote in “Unicorn”, I could not complete it because I lacked of knowledge of the syllabary ITSELF; thus, my literacy level was basically “Third Grade” : ironic, considered that I didn't had rivals in Literature.

Second part : mathematics of various type and nature. Even if I didn't went along well with the Math during my ordinary school, I still managed to fake an “Mid-grade” result.

Third part: Geo story, in particular the history and geography of Equestria. “Oh, crap” I thought: I found out most of   the history in the book took during the early morning, but I knew nothing about the Geography, thus I tried a lucky guess: the result thought was very near to the Third Year of Classical Liceo : “Second Year Classical Liceo”.

Forth part: Magical Education: you can guess it, even if it is an equivalent of Tech Education I failed it to an  epic degree.

When all was done, Mens Clara said to me that he could not belive to the results: I basically received the advanced education of seven years and plus in four years, but I had as overall, a Fifth Grade level of  education.

My position in Equestria's scholarship was basically  in the Elementary school... at first I was going to do harakiri, but then I remembered what was my goal: get friends, AS FOAL, and see the result at the end of three (or less) years.

As you can guess, that meaned that I was going to restart the entire path: not a big deal, considered that I knew that I could live part of  my “career” on the knowledge already took and the rest studying a bit everyday.

When the report was finally ready, I returned home and said to Rarity the news: her eyes shined of joy, and ran to the drawing board for create a special vest for me: for her, my classic “tan sweater “ was horrible to see.

The afternoon was passed with even more reading and singing, mostly because as secondary punishment, Rarity forbid me to exit.

I searched hard in the library, but didn't found anything of interesting: after all, it were all low-level books, and in honesty, I didn't felt the impulse of read them.

Bored out my skull, I went downstairs and tried to find something to do, until...

A needle, some pieces of spare cloth... mmm, somehow, I feel that I need to sew something: it might be useful in future...

So I did: I started to take some filaments, a needle and some pieces of cloth and patiently started to sew randomly : I created a rag for glasses, then a loincloth... all this escalation made me forgot about HOW much cloth I was using: when Rarity returned, her jaw dropped to ground for the sheer absurdity of things that I did in few hours, spacing from a, heavy jacket to a rucksack.

Rarity over ventilated and said

“The words.. cannot...describe.. what.. I … Feel.. That's.. just... weird”, then she passed out as her usual.

Didn't knowing the reason of her passing out, I simply sthealthly returned in my room and tried ot read something .