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What the horse whisperer taught the CEO about leadership

Growing up near the famous Flemington Racecourse in Melbourne, the first sound I heard every morning was the clip clop of hooves as trainers led their horses to the track.

From about the age of eight, I started hanging around various stables; mucking out, feeding and riding horses. I continued doing this until I was about 18, when work and university started to take up all my time. I loved horses, though I had seen a broad spectrum of both good and bad ways people treated and worked with horses.

 

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