Global Citizenship - Fall Term (Open to five)

Elena was taking notes of what she was seeing on the board and the words that the Professor was speaking. Elena loved learning about the history and why it was the way it was. When the Professor asked why we drive ourselves to the edge to fight for the freedom that no one really had in the past but have more of now. Elena raised her hand once more. "Freedom drives us to the edge because it's something that wasn't easy. For example us woman Muggle or Magical had to fight to prove we can be just like the men. They treated us like house mothers and that's all that we're good for, same with slaves. A lot of people think that taking away the free will of someone makes them all big and powerful when it just makes them jerks. We're all equal and we should be treated as such" Elena didn't like the past about what the woman and slaves went through.

Just knowing she lived in a better world... well better then the past, made her happy and proud to be a woman. Knowing that they all got what they wanted. The way to be able to do things like the men.

Once again, two young ladies attempted he answer, and while one missed the mark somewhat, Adelaide noted her spunk in speaking up. Perhaps it wasn't just the Gryffindors who forayed blindly into battle. Of course, a chance of winning such a battle was slim to none but that didn't mean an effort was not made. As a former Gryffindor, Adelaide couldn't help but wonder if Ms. Bliss had been wrongly sorted.

"A good attempt Ms. Bliss, take two points. But it is young Ms. Clement who has managed to steer us back on track fro five points. Freedom remains as popular a cause as it was thousands of years ago as it isto this very day due to its indefinable nature." Here, the redhead paused, trying to perceive what the faces in front of ehr were taking away from this lesson, and whether they would understand the gravity of it anytime soon.

"For when you lack a purpose, a real, definable, obtainable purpose, any half baked ideology can take its place. Words, songs, poems and propaganda, they hardly ever point to specific goals. In fact, they strive not to, choosing instead to invoke emotion and overrule logic. If I were to start a battle cry in this class in the name of freedom, you would all join me. But I can assure you though we would be fighting as a team, we would have very different ideas of what is it we fight for."

The board wiped itself blank, the lights slowly returning tot he room to illuminate the First Lady where she sat, her green eyes serious and seeming to probe into the soul of each and every student present.

"The most important advice I - or anyone - can ever give you, is to find that purpose. Whether it be something for yourself, something in service to another or the pursuit of an impossibility that will take your entire life. Find that purpose and fill yourselves with it if you wish to know who you are. And then you can define vague concepts to the point where you will not fall victim to them."

The class of witches listened as she spoke, hanging on to her words in what the Headmistress could only hope was a semi permanent fashion. "And to that end, I'll be keeping a close eye on all of you this year, especially our older students. Finding a purpose is no easy task but exposure to various experiences helps rule out what you don't want to pledge your life to. in an effort to aid with that, one of you will be offered paid internship net summer at the Minister of Magic's office. I will be the sole decision maker on who gets that privilege and everyone here is eligible. So best of luck, young ladies. Your homework will be posted on the board as usual."

With that, Adelaide Goshawk dismissed her class, a small, satisfied smile on her lips that - upon a second look, would completely disappear.