 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Astronomy and negative omens?!
Pfffft.
Jude wouldn’t let that bother him. He’d focus on the good things like he always did. It was a method he had learnt, after all, during his time in The Room back in his first year was a necessity for survival. He simply wasn’t being naive or silly.
Anyway, it was activity time! The seventh year made a note of what materials he needed before heading over to collect them. “One foam sphere,’’ he muttered, checking to ensure the cylinder was duly cut out of the centre. “One foot-long dowel. A small roll of parchment. Five coloured ribbons.” Just in case he needed extras. And yes, he did take the BRIGHTEST colours he could find.
Now for that happy message! This was something easily Jude could do! On the slip of parchment, he wrote: You will be HIGHLY successful at your chosen career, my friend! Humming happily, he rolled it up then placed it into the foam ball.
What next, professor? |