 please don't let me be miunderstood
Well, a flying lesson. That was new, Leah thought, as she made her way to the broomshed. She had heard rumors that school brooms were not good and they kicked anyone near them. Why weren't first years not allowed their own brooms? Leah never asked this to her dad before as she did not want an hour-long lecture about safety.
After making sure that none of the broomsticks harmed humans, Leah approached the brooms more closely. She kicked, pocked, patted and even wriggled her finger at the brooms and finally chose one that looked in better condition than the others. Then carrying the broom safely in one hand, Leah rushed out into the grounds. She could not wait for her very first flying lesson! |