The Lesson
“I hope you all did your homework, open up your books, “ordered
Professor Maygon as she surveyed her students, knowing immediately the ones to
watch, the ones who hadn't even looked at their books let alone completed their
homework, the ones who were only pretending; but then the ingredient wasn’t
very pleasant to come by.“Now, read the recipe and collect your ingredients,” she snapped,
her patience wearing thin with these wannabes especially when she didn’t want
the job in the first place, nothing more than a babysitting service for stupid
parents who didn’t understand the art of creating something special; the need
to do as they were told which meant bringing in that ingredient to make it
work.
She watched as the students grabbed for ingredients at the bench, rushing
around with their equipment which surprised her as they managed it all so well,
yet wondering when the first would raise their hand for the one missing ingredient;
the one that would promise her youth, vitality and beauty.
“Your spell will not work students unless you did your
homework,” she reminded them as their cauldrons bubbled, “after all you are all
here training to become a dark witch and I must confess, none of you are worthy
if you haven’t done as asked and brought in the most important ingredient."
“I have,” one girl exclaimed as her hand shot in the air;
all turned to look at the tall, willowy figure with long black hair (so witch
like already that all she was missing was a broom and pointy, black hat) and
the glass jar in her hand which appeared empty until the lid was gently unscrewed
and the classroom filled with the laughter of a child.
And that's this week's Five Sentence Fiction over at http://lilliemcferrin.com/five-sentence-fiction-learning/ where you can read other submissions. I know I will be doing just that now my piece is done and dusted. xx
