Gemotions

The last class was canceled without notice. No explanation. Just an empty classroom, and the absence of Professor Eldridge. For Emily, the silence was deafening, until a jolt ran through her. She felt like she could fly.

She went to the library, pulling out every book on the syllabus, her hands reaching out for knowledge. She spent hours there, the words leaping off the pages. The ideas swirled in her head, forming into something new, something her own. She began to formulate her own lectures, her own theories, ready to speak.