Janelle still thought that her rule was most important, but the others were good too. She felt rather confident, even though she had no idea what she was doing. She definitely planned to have fun, no matter what. Besides, there were plenty of experienced classmates who could help her out with this flying thing.

Then they were ready to get started. They weren't allowed to fly yet, but they were getting there. Janelle listened carefully to Professor Tanner, taking in every word. She held onto her broom for a moment, trying to summon all of the positive vibes that she could. Finally, Janelle placed the broom next to her on the ground.

Concentrating as hard as she could, Janelle held her arm out from her side, leaving her hand open to receive the broom. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Up". Nothing. Janelle said, "Up", this time trying to make her voice sound more confident. The broom began to rise, sort of, but it didn't make it all the way up to her hand. Janelle stopped and tried to re-focus. She would do it this time, for sure. Positioning her hand once again, she said, "UP". Finally, it worked and the broom rose just enough to touch her waiting palm. Quickly, Janelle closed her hand around the broom handle, feeling a huge sense of accomplishment. She had to do it one more time, to make sure it wasn't a fluke. Hand out, Janelle repeated, "Up". Again, the broom rose and she grasped it in her right hand. She had done it, twice. Was she ready for the next step? Janelle hoped so.