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Nika had just finished reading the announcement board in the common room. She was not very happy with what she saw. Not only was there the usual homework, but there was also one very unusual assignment posted as well. From her new DADA "Professor". She hadn't ever met the guy, but he sure sounded mean. They had to do physical exercise!?! REALLY?!?! Sigh.
She looked at her list of things to do and let out a groan as she read each one out loud. "Number one: Run 8 km?!? WHAT? Why??" Groan. She moved to the next one on the list and her jaw just about dropped. "100 minutes of meditating about a proper role model!? But that will take forever!" Groan. "50 Front rolls?! I'm never going to get through this year! And it's only my second one!" Groan. She rolled her eyes as she went down the list and finished at "Singing! YAY! That's the only one I'm going to enjoy." She sings normally anyways so it doesn't make much of a difference for her.
She knew that it would take a while to do, especially since they had to keep a journal. Great. Just great.
She sighed as she read the one about meditation. "I guess I could do that now?" A hundred minutes is just so long! What if she splits it up into groups of twenty? Is she allowed to do that?
She thought about who she considered as a role model. She thought about this for a very long time before concluding with the answer. "Rex."
She said once out loud to confirm it. "Yeah I think Rex." And so the meditation begins. Wait. "How do I meditate?" She thought about those TV shows she'd seen where monks sat with their legs crossed over each other and made weird noises. Okay worth a shot. Nika imitated the monks she had seen on TV as she hummed "Oooooommmm" over and over again.
She thought about Rex and how he did so many things. 'Not only did he graduate Hogwarts last term with great marks, but most of the professors liked him. He was nice to everyone including some of the mean snake girls who made fun of him. He took his time to teach me how to dance and he was really patient with me.' The more she thought about him the more saddened she grew over the fact that he wasn't at Hogwarts anymore, but she still kept going even if it was with tears in her eyes. "OOOooommmm."
After what seemed like a good amount of time she checked her watch. It had only been 50 minutes. Which meant 50 more minutes to go. "Ugh. This. Is. Going. To. Take. Forever." With a sigh she continued. "OOOOOOoooommm." Meditation is harder than it seems. Especially for a twelve year old with the attention span of a squirrel. "Oooommm."
She checked her watch once more and after what seemed like forever the 50 minutes were up. "YES!" But then she remembered she had to record this stuff in the journal.
Hmph. What a JOY.
And with that she began writing.
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