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Ira mounted her broom and gripped it with both her hands, not too lose, not too tight. Making sure her knuckles weren't white, though she was afraid in her mind, she took a deep breath and calmed herself.
Then professor asked a question. How to steer a broom? This had been done last term! Ira knew this! She raised her hand and answered, "Professor, we just lean our body in the direction we want to go. But it must be done slowly or you risk losing balance.." which Ira definitely didn't want!
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