Heh. Maya thought everyone drank milk. Or knew how to pronounce it anyways. Hehehe. "Yes indeed. Milk is one of the most important things cows give us. Good answer."

What, did Maya stutter? Hehe.

"Indeed it does give milk. Good." Maya nodded at the girl.

"Meat. Yes..." She'd go bananas if anyone wanted to take Nelson from her. "Many a delicacies to eat. Good."

"Yes that is true. Good answer. In some countries that is as good as having a horse. A means of transportation." Nod.

"Very good. Not only is the milk valuable as it is, you can 'transform' it into something more." And she liked her cheese on her enchiladas... Mmmmm.

"Yes, good good. Farmers might use the creatures to get their...farming underway."

Hmmm. "You mean a painter could paint a cow? No, that wasn't exactly what I meant by resource. But sure, cows are nice to paint."

"Leather, yes, very good. Probably every one of you might have worn something made out of the skin of a cow. Be it shoes or a jacket or gloves. Et cetera." With that Maya fed Nelson another slice of apple. HEh.

"Very good. Fertilizer makes for good pasture. And I'm sure farmers, not only use cows for plowing, but use their poo to help their fruits of labour grow well." Heh.

Blink.

"Oh... yes... Some people seem to believe it is so." Maybe they should experiment with that? "Interesting thought, thankyou for sharing that."

"Yes, very good, fuel. Alot of families use this as fuel." Nod nod. They could figure out which families where used the poo. Hehe.

Meh. Maya had not told the girl she could release the chicken!

But...off it went. Yes, poor chicken. Better off away from that girl. Hehe.
"Yes, indeed they run fast." You should see them without their- No, nevermind. "Worms..." The Mexicana trailed off, "Yes, and if you're quick and get them before the chicken eats them, you can throw them into your garden and they'll be happy." Hmhmhm.

As for the disease...
"Not a resource, but there have been cases of the creatures getting, what they call, the Mad Cow disease, yes. Thankyou for remind us of that." Mhm.

Ah, for sure, some of these kids were odd. "Yes...Cows are very friendly." Arent youuu Nelsonnn, yes you AREEEEE.

...

"You are late, Miss Skylar." She had half a mind to take the egg from the girl. "Fourty-seven points from Gryffindor for the lateness." Heh.

Ah. Maya nodded deeply and spoke with a finger in the air, "Thankyou for that. The smell you sense when handling cow fertilizer isn't actually the manure - it is the smell of fermentation and any other substance they mix together with the manure to make it more potent." Or was she mistaken? Bah. "Very good."

"That is true - from milk one can make many other things. Very good." Nod nod.

"Yes indeed, we get meat from cows. Good, good."

"Mhm," nod nod, "Milk. And yes, good one, the cow's gases tend to have a bad impact on the enviroment. And as you said, some people find ways to use what is bad and turn it into something good."

"Mister Leone, shush." No talking about other people's worms.

"Milk does come from the cow, yes. And it is true, milk tends to be an ingredient in alot of foods. Good thinking."

"Yes, everyone, no matter if they are magical or muggle or inbetween, like their meat. Good." Maya nodded and kept her eyes on the girl as she asked another question.

Errr. What. "Oh, yes, it is a source of calcium and nutrients for the chickens." Nod nod. Wherever did she hear that?

"Yes, good. You are correct. Leather can be used in many a things to make or wear."

"Fertilizer, yes, you are correct. Good answer."


"Well done, everyone. Wait just a minute while I send Nelson here to his spot." Maya rose from her seat and led the calf towards where the hay was and left him there to munch on the yumness.

Then she returned to the class while taking out her wand. Flicking it at whatever, a long wooden table appeared, with enough space for everyone in the class to have room, and some to spare. With a second flick, lots of empty colored buckets appeared.

"Everyone, please stand by the table, select three buckets and put them infront of you on the table." She waited for everyone to do so, "Bring your eggs." A third flick of her wand and small pile of magical permanent pens appeared along the table. "Mark your egg with your name, or any other signature that can be identified as your own." Dooooo it.

"As you do this, what can you tell me about goats?" Hmmm?

Hehe.

K-Lee stood next to the table, collecting three of the empty buckets. She carefully wrote on her egg her name, and held it safely. No one was hurting Sheldon the egg.

Then she went on to answering the question. "Goats can also give milk which is used for things like cheeses. Goats milk tastes different to cows so that's why it is called 'Goats milk'." Way to state the obvious, but that was all she really knew. Goats milk and cheese tasted yucky compared to milk. Cows milk for the win!

Having been listening to the professor and his fellow students, Simon followed Professor Saylen's instructions, his egg safely in the palm of his left hand as he walked over to the indicated table. He picked out three buckets, setting each in front of him befire retrievng a marker as well. Thinking over what to put, the captain finally put his first name and the simple drawing of a snitch figuring it would set him aside from his fellow simon and quidditch players.

"Well goats can also provide a source of milk like the cow," Simon offered, the idea the first thought that came to his mind at the professor's question.

OH no! Forty Seven points!?!?! Nika wanted to argue with her professor, but she didn't want Gryffindor to get into anymore trouble. Nika crossed her arms, 'fourty seven points. Very, very unreasonable!'
Nika looked towards Selina hoping that she didn't feel to bad about it.

Nika place the bunny that she was holding on the ground. She had a feeling they were going to need to hands for whatever it is that they are doing. Nika skipped over to the table quite cheerfully. Just being in the farm like setting made Nika smile. Nika grabbed a pink pen and lifted her egg to her face. She stuck out her tongue as she used her pen to write in big loopy letters. When she was done she moved the egg away from her face to get a better look at it. "Well it could have looked better." Nika was a bit disappointed with her writing, but when she tried to wipe it off she found that she couldn't. "Hmph must be a magic pen or something." Nika smiled nevertheless. The egg was rounded so it was bound to be hard to write on anyways.

"Oh goats! They make noises like this: Maaaaaaaa" Nika did her best goat imitation.

Luin got up and selected three buckets and placed them on the table. She then picked her egg back up and went over to the pens. She wrote out and then sat back down, quickly raising her hand to respond about the goat, "Goats are really useful to us. For milk, manure, fiber, meat and hide."

Hmm kay. Odd but okay.

Savannah picked three pretty colored buckets and signed her egg. "What do I do with this egg now?" She asked curiously.

Goats? Goats?

"They make a great dinner." Savannah answered honestly. "And their fur makes great coats and other clothings."

Arya used the minute that Saylen took to move Nelson to glare at Destiny. Shame the chicken didn't bite her before it ran off. The young Puff would have loved to see that.

Giving her bunnies all a farewell pat, she rolled off the ground and skipped over to the table, gathering up three buckets just like the professor instructed. Red, gold, and white. Such pretty colors they were. Pulling her little egg out of one of her pockets, overalls were awesome, and picking up a marker to 'mark' little egg with. The egg wasn't getting her name... it was hers.

Little egg was getting its own.

"Goats are good companions for horses." She tapped the marker against her cheek, considering the name for her little egg. "Only if the horse likes goats though."

AND they were CUTE.

After a moment of sifting through the list of names in her head, she scribbled down one that she thought would fit her little egg well.

Dory.

Kurumi blushed. She had half expected Professor Saylen to throw her head back in laughter at her suggestion. Nodding, and still cuddling her rabbit, Kurumi listened as Professor Saylen responded to the others.


Kurumi frowned, twice. First was for Gryffindor losing points for Selina being late. Honestly, was it really THAT hard to arrive on time for a class?

Her second frown was for her having to put her rabbit down.

After having done so, Kurumi approached the table with her egg in her right hand and used her left hand to select three buckets. She wasn't sure if color had anything to do with what they were going to do next, but Kurumi followed her gut instincts and picked a pink, purple, and pale blue bucket. She then grabbed a pen and wrote her name on the bottom...but it looked so sad and lonely. The egg that is, so, she added to it.


Having not finished her preparation, Kurumi heard Professor Saylen address the class again. "Goats, like cows, are capable of producing milk. They are also used for their meat and hair," she paused. "I've also read that they are one of the oldest domesticated species."

Glaaaaare.

Destiny did not bother saying anything to one Cedric Leone. Nope. She was going to keep her mouth shut and not mention that is was HE who gave her the worms in the first place. She was not going to mention that he TAINTED her chocolate with those tapeworms either.

She didn't need the whole class knowing her business.

He was just lucky they needed the egg they had or else it would have been flying towards his head right about then.

Glare.

What?

Why would Destiny want to take the worm off the chicken? Worms were like it's dinner and then her brethren would go hungry! Nope. She would not allow that. Besides, if worms wanted to be in someone's garden, it would make it's way there on it's own, not with the help of a person. That would just be a lazy worm.

Still watching the chicken run around, she nodded her head at the explanation of the mad cow disease. It was actually quite funny thinking about a cow getting all angry and such. Hopefully it would get angry enough and it would run off into the sunset with Arya on it's back. The Hufflepuff did mention riding the animal.

But, there was no time to think much about that for the Professor had told them to..what!? Go to the table and pick out buckets? Could she wear one on her head!? "Can I wear a bucket on my head?" Maybe?

No?

Standing up, Destiny walked over to the table and picking three buckets, she moved them in front of herself. And while she moved the three GREEN buckets, she gave Arya a glare just for the fun of it. Picking up a pen, she got to work writing her name on and decorating the egg while listening to the Professor.

AND SWEET MERLIN! IT WAS TIME TO GIVE ANIMAL FACTS!

Destiny's specialty.

"Professor!" she called out, waving her hand holding the egg in the air, "Did you know that goat's discovered coffee beans!!"

Ask how! Dooooo it!

Wait, what were the buckets for? Were they going to have to milk Nelson?! EWWW he did not want to milk any cows, he took back what he said about the cows being cool. They were NOT cool if she was going to make them act like muggle farmers and milk them right here in the middle of the lesson. Blehhh. Not happening.

Grimacing slightly as he selected his three buckets, he then took his egg and one of the markers and began to scribble his name on it. Writing on eggs was awkward. They were too...round.

He raised his hand after he'd finished labeling his egg. "Goats, or the male goats, at least, can grow really big horns and often use them to headbutt each other," he explained. And humans. Thankfully he'd never been on the receiving end of a goat headbutt. It didn't sound pleasant at all.

Sierra watched the professor's wandwork with a bit of curiosity. She'd been sort of mehh about class so far, what with all the Muggle animals roaming about. The buckets sparked a little interest, though, and so she reached for three of them--one green, one purple, and one gold--and then began marking her eggs with the pens along the table. Why was nothing in this class magical? ...pens?! Argghhh!

Once she was done, she looked at the professor with a little hope in her eyes. Goats--there was actually something magical about goats. Sort of, at least. With her hand raised, she said, "You can find a bezoar in the stomach of a goat. That's the antidote to most poisons."

Selina looked at Kurumi as she joined the class. The little Japanese girl did not looked very pleased. Tentatively she walked over to Kurumi who usually sat next to Selina in class. She hoped that her Gryffindor courage would not kick in to reprimand Selina.

"Um, hey Kurumi..."

What was the name of that rock in a goat tummy just as Michael was about to answer Sierra piped up with it no way was he going to mimic her now ,grabbing his buckets and jotting his name down on his Egg



"Dont gardners use them to keep grass short around airports so birds like quail and pheasant dont nest because goats will eat just bout any thing"

She was happy she got the answer right! Belle then selected three different colored pails and brought her eggs to the professor and marked her eggs with her name on it. She even placed a little heart abover her name :], and "hmmm what about goats are they good for?" belle thought. "Professor aren't some goats valuable for their hair and used in clothing?" Belle asked.

Yes, yes, leather, very good.

But then she conjured up the table and he started to wonder why had they been sitting on the logs. Never mind. He walked over there and took three buckets as she said. One green, one white and one red. Italy! Well, Hadley would be proud. Certainly.

But Saylen should have placed a blue one so he could make France's flag, you know, Mr. Stryker's birthplace?

Anyway, aha, Treyen was getting suspicious about the egg thing, especially since she failed to answer that question. The boy took the marker, oh, yes, everything about this lesson was Muggle-like, and drew a HAPPY FACE on it. HAPPY, okay? Because that was a happy face.

He was not an egg, and this wasn't one of his own, he didn't buy it, so, no name or signature. Just the face.

Goats? "Well, there's a goat." He was pointing at the one near Saylen. If it wasn't one, then it certainly looked like one. "Also, I think they can give you leathered stuff too, if you asked them nicely." Or killed them. Whatever.

Forty Seven points? cuarenta y siete puntos? Dios Mio!

Not at all at that significant lose, Patroclus quickly sketeched his name onto the egg, and then decided to add some over defining features! More than happy with the result, he next selected his buckets, picking out a red, a yellow and an orange one!


Then raised his hand, "Professor Goat's milk the same way as cow's milk can be turned into cheese!" Patroclus wasn't a huge fan of the stuff, it was rather salty, however he didn't not enjoy it to!

Oh and Patroclus had another resource "Also the Cashmere Goat is the animal responsible for cashmere wool!" Patroclus had quite a few cashmere sweaters, so he decided that if Smexy Saylen brought out a goat, he would thank it!

Samira wrote her name on her egg in her neatest cursive handwriting.

Goats? Samira thought hard. "People can use their fur for clothing. They can also be used for milk."

Emily approached the table of buckets... selecting a pale blue, a white and a gold bucket, she placed it in front of her. Now to ... decorate?... the egg.
Why were they marking/decorating eggs???
She took a blue marker and wrote her name on her egg. Thankfully she hadn't broken it yet.... YET!

Emily-Claw

Emily was certain that she was the only Emily in Ravenclaw... or at leat in Ravenclaw in this class... Makes some sense... right?

Whilst doing this she thought about goats... they were cute... they made adorable bleeting sounds.... ummm... oohhh
"Professor did you know that goats reach puberty between three and fifteen months of age.... it doesn't seem like a long time. Then again they only have a life expectancy of around fifteen and eighteen years."

Yup... Emily LOVES goats... she had the overwhelming urge to jump the low fence and give it a cuddle.

Moving over to the table with her egg in hand, Mia chose three purple buckets and sat them in front of her before she drew flowers over her egg. At the Professor's question, she raised her hand in the air. "A male goat is called a 'Buck' or 'Billy.' Females are called, 'Nanny' or a 'Doe.' Baby goats are called 'Kids' just like us. 'Wether' is what you call a castrated male goat. 'Hermaphrodite' is a goat that shows both male and female characterisitics and they are most unlikely to reproduce. 'Herd' is what we call a group of goats and 'Wattles' are little round balls of fur found on a goats neck close to the chin but not all goats have these."

Phew!

That had been a mouthful.

Lucy heard to what professor said very carefully. She went and took three buckets, one red and green and one golden. Then she took her egg and wrote her name on it and with that she made X sign on it.



As that was done she heard professor asking about goats, she thought about them as on what to say as many had already given answers so, she thought a bit harder and said "Professor, goats are very useful to humans either living or dead, first as a renewable provider of milk, manure, and fiber, and then as meat and hide. Some charities provide goats to impoverished people in poor countries, because goats are easier and cheaper to manage than cattle, and have multiple uses." she said and paused and then said "They are also used for driving and packing purposes." saying that she then looked at her egg.

That glare was a trigger for his already broad sheepish smile to extend its horizons. That glare was not in the least scary but something to be proud of. Cedric made Destiny glare. She seemed very much annoyed, she was beyond annoyance, actually. Smiiiiiiirk.

B-but... ha? SHUSH?

Cedric's smirk almost instantaneously faded, his lips quirking. He was merely asking, Professor Saylen. Merely. Ugh. But, as a very insufficient consolation, the shmexy professor, at least, approved of his answers! Of course.

Managing a rather small smile, Cedric tottered toward the table and selected three buckets as they were told. Specifically, he chose the color black, yellow and... green.

Mark their eggs? Okay.

He hoped he made it clear that the egg was his so, to put in the professor's word, it could be identified as his own.

Upon finishing his work of art, which is to say his egg, Cedric listened to his classmate's answers about what they knew about goats and soon raised his hand. "Goats are of inquisitive and intelligent nature. They explore anything unfamiliar or new to them. Quite adventurous animals, I say." He took a quick pause as he raked a hand through his hair, out of instinct. "Like Nifflers, hoats like investigating things by nibbling at them. But unlike Nifflers who prefer shiny things, goats investigate all sorts of things--buttons, clothing, name it. And occasionally, grossly as some of you may say, they eat those not really edible things." Well said, Cedric. Hehe.

Well, thank Merlin the cow was being moooooooved away. Hehe, gettit!? Mooooooved. Moo.

...

But back to reality, where her jokes weren't funny, and a long wooden table appeared. And a million buckets. The girl had noooo idea what the heck they were going to be doing with a chicken egg...that was supposed to have their name on it or something, and buckets. Three buckets to be precise.

Moving forward, she grabbed three green buckets before they could disappear and then...a marker. Meh. How about her initials? Or something.

However, she had no information to tell about goats. The one thing she did know was what Sierra had already said, and the fifth year Slytherin was far too busy writing her middle name on the egg to answer anyhow. So there! Besides, she had to admire her chicken egg. It was far better then everyone elses. Obviously.

Carefully, Emily wrote her name on her egg, then took three buckets and placed them in front of her. Why though? she thought, being careful with her egg.

Oh goats! She liked goats!
"Goats cheese is really nice!" she nodded "also, goats eat most things. Like tin cans, though that's not healthy." She hoped she'd got that right. The one she'd seen on a farm had eaten her hat!

"Very good. One can get milk from goats aswell to make other types of food." Nod.

"Yes indeed. Very good. Hope you've tasted some goat's milk, because it's really good." Hmmmm.

Heh.
"Yes, good impersonation. That is how...goats sound." Maya gave the young girl a small smile.

"Yes yes, one can also eat goat meat. Good good."

What. "I haven't said what you're supposed to do with the egg yet." Like, hold on.

"Indeed. Food source and their fur can be made into clothes, yes. Very good."

Hehe. "Yeah...they could be good friends with horses." They could all be friends with horses. And the whole woooorld. "Thankyou for that." Hehehe.

"Mhm, very good." Maya nodded. "They are a great resource for many a things."

A bucket on her head? "Yes, but only if it's filled with cow manure." Still want to wear it on your head? Hehe.

"Coffe beans...no, I did not know that. Did you know some people drink coffee that comes from the poop of a special monkey?" Hah! Beat that! Hehe.

"Very good. Male goats have strong horns, and if they ever feel the need to speak up about their territorial subjects, they can go all crazy on another male goat." Heh.

Maya clasped her hands together, and if she hadn't done that, the mexicana might've skipped with joy. "Thankyou! A bezoar, one of the most important things to have incase of poisoning, can indeed be found inside a goat!" How exciting was that?! "Very good." Yesssssss.

"Hello?" Anyone there? "Care to participate in class, Miss Skylar?" Like what is she doing? "I don't think you are in a position to converse with your classmates right now. Unless you want to lose five points more?" Hmmm?

"Sure sure," Maya nodded, "Their grazing indeed serves as a natural lawn mower." Hehe. "Good point there."

"Good answer. They are indeed used for clothing, their fur and other parts can be used in many ways." Yes, yes.

Maya should give him a prize for identifying a goat. HEHE. Or give him a certificate that he had adopted that particular goat he pointed at. Oh, joy. Ahem. "Yes indeed. They are also a source of clothing material. Good." Plans in motion.

"Yes - Goat cheese." DELICIOSO. And oh, look at that, "Very good. And the cashmere wool is one of the most prized and valuable wools in the market." Nod nod.

"Good, you said two good sources one can get from the goat - clothing and food." Yesssss.

P... Urrrrr... "Yes, I did know that. But...thankyou for sharing." Heh. "They have great many years to live, though." Yes they did!

Haaaaaaaaah. "Very good. Thankyou for all those names. Can be a tricky thing to remember them all, but important to know." Nod. It was...it was important. To Maya atleast.

"Yes, good. The goats have many uses, indeed."

OOC: State your source next time, and try to use your own words instead.

Squint. "Yes they are. Good. And they do like to eat alot of things."

"Yes it is." Hehe. "Thankyou for sharing that. You have to watch out for the animals to make sure they don't get a hold of anything bad at eat it."


"Muy bien, all of you." Very good.

"Now, if you have marked your eggs, carefully place them at the bottom of one of your three buckets." Hehehe. She waited for them all to do so, before... "I feel it is important for you all to know what is what, so without further ado," With a fourth(?) swish of her wand, everyone's three buckets shuffled around eachother, to confuse the student hehe (you still have your own chosen buckets infront of you), and quickly filled up with either cow manure, goat droppings or chocolate pudding. And the best part, they were all odourless.

So what now? "Now, you have to find your egg." Hehe. "If you find it whole, good. If you brake it, tough luck."

"Feel free to come up and get a pair of plastic gloves, if you prefer no direct contact with the...product." Smirk.

And what if they refuse? An incentive, yes. "Each thing that you successfully retrieve, and in one piece, will earn you five points." Whaaat. Dig into the poo and you'll get awarded! Yay.

"You May begin."


OOC: Yes, Maya is insane.

There is a Bezoar somewhere around the goat manure, and that can earn you 5 points if you successfully retrieve it.

You choose where you want your character to find the egg, either in the cow manure of chocolate pudding. One of the buckets (of your choosing) has nothing in it.

Role play your character retrieving these things in 5 posts, do please mark them by writing the post number in the title box. Feel free to chat with eachother, just don't throw the poo at your friends or enemies.

Remember, I will award points for creativity and participation. So have fun, DON'T STRESS & go bananas - but don't start the poo-throwing fight yet. Oh and the rules are still in place =)

Ew. Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ewwwwwwwwwwww! They had to dig around in poo?! This was not what Samira signed up for...

But then again, Samira really wanted those points for Slytherin. So, she sucked it up and got a grip on herself. Pulling the plastic gloves on her hands, so delicately moved towards the...buckets.

Gag

She walked in front of the one that looked like goat droppings. Samira vaguely wondered if the Professor collected them with magic, or....

Samira didn't want to know.

She closed her eyes, held her breath, and stuck her hand into the bucket.

This was so gross.

The young Slytherin felt around the bucket, but couldn't find anything. She retracted her hand with a bit of disappointment and went over to the next bucket in her search.