It had been a few days since those punk kids took stabs at me because of the bruises on my face. Director Razele expelled them both, so take that! Ha! I am sure my test scores proved my case. I actually love school and really want to one day go to Wind and become a great mage. I am after all from Moonglow. Dad shoots down my dreams every chance he gets wanting me to take a job as a janitor in the zoo, like he had when he was my age. “You’re aiming too high,” he says. “You’ll never amount to anything,” he says. “I have a real job waiting for you when you graduate at the zoo,” he says. Bah! Whatever.