Elijah was about three months old at the time when he was put into an arena with his mother. The other older colts told him about this, it was called 'being breed registered'. He had never had his mane done up or have his coat shined and cleaned like this before. This made him ever so anxious and nervous. When the time came, he was released into the arena. He was not sure what he was supposed to do, so he followed his mother. They trotted around the arena until they were cued to walk. Once this was done, Elijah noticed a pole being raised onto two larger planks. It was set quite low, but according to the other colts, he needed to jump as high as he could so he was not sucked into a void of endless despair including no paddock time and no mother. So when he was set up to jump, he eyed the two foot jump before leaping over it as if it were three foot. The owner seemed to be very pleased, and Elijah was too, finding that one, he was still alive, and two, he enjoyed it and was rewarded with baby carrots.