Melody soon found her glove near by. Great! The stupid thing was out of reach. She frailed her arms about trying to get to it. No luck. Melody was going need the professors help. NO! Meldoy was too proud for that. No way she was going to ask for his help. She could do this. She WOULD do this. How else would she learn. That is how her father taught her. You can't learn unless you did it on your own. Wait... she remembered how it felt like swimming. She took that a clue and swam in the air over to her glove and put it on before it got away again. There she was now ready to catch the meteors.