Post by Chance Gracieux on Jan 7, 2008 18:09:57 GMT
Flying in a Clunky Metal Death-Trap: How Aspirations of Magic Make Muggles Suicidal
I raise my eyebrows disbelievingly at the title of the book, shaking my head as I move on. No, maybe not that one…. Maybe something a little… less weird, perhaps.
I continue to scan through the small and poorly-lit Muggle Studies section before I remember that I already have a highly accurate idea of Muggle life, and the whole point of taking the class was to look at how the wizarding world views that life. It could be very interesting to write my essay on how wrong a particular book is, rather than what I learned from it as we’re supposed to.
Okay, I’ll take that one then, I think, reaching for it and then finally straightening up – Why did all those books have to be on the bottom shelf? – only to smack into someone I didn’t know was in the aisle with me.
I raise my eyebrows disbelievingly at the title of the book, shaking my head as I move on. No, maybe not that one…. Maybe something a little… less weird, perhaps.
I continue to scan through the small and poorly-lit Muggle Studies section before I remember that I already have a highly accurate idea of Muggle life, and the whole point of taking the class was to look at how the wizarding world views that life. It could be very interesting to write my essay on how wrong a particular book is, rather than what I learned from it as we’re supposed to.
Okay, I’ll take that one then, I think, reaching for it and then finally straightening up – Why did all those books have to be on the bottom shelf? – only to smack into someone I didn’t know was in the aisle with me.
