Silvia circled around a few more times, then tried zigzagging down the middle of the pitch, making sure not to fly too fast and careful not to get too close to some of the other students while doing so; she didn’t want to risk the chance of turning too late and someone getting hurt. She reached the other side of the pitch safely, rose a few more feet, and stopped to look around. Silvia had always been very short for her age, always having to look up to see the faces of her peers. So she was delighted to be up in the air where she could be looking down at people and things. Not to mention the view was really nice. She couldn’t wait until the day she had the opportunity to fly even higher and get an even better view.

They had been flying for awhile and it looked like the professor might be on the verge of calling them all back for the next part of the lesson, so she headed back to the center of the pitch and descended about twenty feet, circling close to where the professor was standing so she could hear him when he called them down.