You are whipped and pounded as the girl gets up and heads toward the teacher. It's all you can do to hang on to the shoelaces and not be thrown off.
The girl pauses up front; you're not sure why at first, though floating down from the heavens you hear a booming hushed whisper asking for a pass. The girl is constantly playing with her shoe, holding it up on tip-toe and turning it back and forth. It's hard for you to get your bearings, but suddenly you see the blue pumps of Mrs. Symington, the teacher. The girl brought you right to her! Gathering yourself, you start to move -- you know you're better off with the woman than the girl. But as you prepare to dismount the girl's shoe, she suddenly turns. You consider whether you'll be able to get off safely before she takes her first step...
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