 Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Eimear listened, an elbow on the table and her chin resting in her hand, and tried to engage with the topic. She wasn't really a morning person and Professor Schmoe's cheeriness was - especially when she was in a grumpy mood (thankfully she wasn't in one of those today) - too much for her sometimes. Today, however, it made her smile just a little. He was a goof. And he definitely had a way with words. Not at all soul crushing topic. Riiiiight.
She continued to listen as her classmates began giving their answers, though she ignored some of the more dramatic one. Eimear had never done muggle science classes, so words like... 'carbon footprint' meant very little to her. She made a note of them to look up later if they weren't explained during class. From context, she could sort of understand what they meant but some of it was still confusing to her. Like the carbon footprints. What did that mean?
After she finished making a few more notes, she raised her own hand. "I don't know that much about pollution, sir," she admitted, "but I know that the word pollution comes from a Latin word that means defilement... so, um, pollution is defiling the planet... ruining it and making it unhealthy for us and creatures to live in." Her voice was small, naturally, but she had a New York confidence and a no-nonsense air to her regardless. It wasn't a mind-blowing answer but at least she had said something. In the past, teachers had criticised her for not contributing much in class. She didn't want to give them that opportunity again. |