Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Heath’s mood instantly brightened when Claudine appeared. Well, this was different! Usually he was the one to say hi to her first. “Hi, you,” he whispered, giving her the same greeting she always gave him, but there was little time for small talk.
Class was starting, and he turned his attention to Professor Kazmi as he spoke. He almost smiled when the man said flying wasn’t for everyone. That was so true! Frankly, he didn’t love flying. He’d gained some confidence in the subject, so he didn’t hate it like he used to. And he certainly agreed that it was important to learn - which was why he didn’t drop flying class. It just wasn’t his favorite. He considered the question. Personally, his reasons for disliking flying had more to do with his fear of heights in general than the actual broom flying itself, but that was one of the first things said.
Not wanting to be repetitive, he racked his brains for other reasons one might hate flying. He supposed some people might not like the uncertainty involved in flying. You never knew what was going to happen when you got on a broom, so there was a lot of potential for mistakes. That suddenly gave him an idea, and his hand shot up. “This isn’t my least favorite thing about flying,” he said, “but some people may dislike it because it’s not like recalling facts and figures in other classes. It isn’t something you can just read about and be instantly good at. It takes lots of practice and lots of mistakes, and failure frustrates some people.” Did that make any sense?
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |