Mixed Identity

by Kentavritsa

A Class After Lunch: 8

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Lunch had been yummy, and I had enjoyed sharing my lunch with Rarity. As my Chaperone, she is sharing my lunch with me. Even if she is not in the classroom in class. If Rarity’s words are anything to go by, Cheerilee is a good Teacher, who will help us all to Learn and to Grow.

While I do not know these girls, yet, I am going to learn more about them, than their Names and Locations of origin before I leave.

I follow the girls into our class room, taking the seat I had designated to me the first class, before lunch. I take my seat, sitting down; before I am logging in, placing the palms of my hands on the desk before me.

Once I had logged in, I can see the keyboard lighting up, as the screen is activating.

Cheerilee is standing behind her desk, looking out over her class; scanning the face of each little girl in turn, smiling warmly and inviting at us.

“Hello, Students!” Cheerilee exclaims, as she had confirmed that everyone is in class, logged in with the system.

“Hello, Cheerilee!” we chorus, in response.

“Nice to see that everyone is on time, the first class!” she observes, snickering.

Of course, we are all on time; would have been only too embarrassing to be late, on our first class. Wouldn’t it? Considering that I had chosen to be here, in the first place. Not to mention; I had even accepted to be a Little Girl, for the precious privilege to be here. Not that being a Little girl is all that bad, but still. I had not known what it would be like, when I had accepted to become a girl for this class.

Maybe all of them had been born, as Girls; I do not know, or if it matters in the first place.

I had chosen to be here, because I had wanted it all along; not because someone had coerced me, or forced me to go. How Horrible that would have been.

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I can read the name of my Teacher on the screen: “Cheerilee”.

Just as I can read the names of each of the Little Girls I am sharing my class with. Convenient.

I have a Clock on the upper right corner of my screen; but I can move it to the top or bottom of the screen, just as I could choose if I wanted it on the right or Left side. I keep it where it is, why bother moving it around now? I like the position; just fine, as it is.

“Welcome to the First Year of your Education!” Cheerilee exclaims; as she continues to smile at us, from the front of the class.

It would have been awkward and uncomfortable if she had been in the back of the class.

“I take it, you have at least read the list of subjects; considering what you want to learn, over this upcoming semester!” she suggests.

I was not the only little girl with foresight; most of them had already started to plan ahead. Cheerilee’s Class is not making her into the Shepherd, guiding them through the Labyrinth of learning; but guiding us to learn what we will need, to enjoy a rich life. The Life we all have before us, whether we like it or not.

“Your Life is Yours, to Mold into a Life you can Enjoy and be Proud of!” Cheerilee explains.

“I want to see each and every one of you blossom into Successful, happy and Loving Women as you Graduate here!” she points out.

While she did not mention it; but she did not care if someone were to become a man, or a Pony instead. At least; so long as we were Happy, Loving and Successful in the end. Of course, she did not have to say it. Everyone it is relevant to, would already know it; or would know it when it came up.

“If you haven’t already; place the palms of your hands, on your desk before you!” Cheerilee is instructing us.

I just giggle, as I had already logged into my system.

You could leave the schedule as is, if you so please; you can always adjust it at any time, in order to change anything you feel the need to change..” she puts forth; “butt the later you perform the change; the harder it will be, to correct it to fit you!” she explains.

“Yay, my Japanese has been Approved!” Chihiro exclaims, quietly behind her right hand.

“Oh, a future class-mate!” I ponder, casting her a furtive glance.

“Of course, Chihiro; we do have a Qualified Teacher for your subject; so it is natural to Approve your choice!” Cheerilee suggests; “Not as if we have an Upper, or Lower limit on how many Students it takes to accept the application!” she explains.

“Rest Assured; none will Fail or Drop out due to the Lack of Qualified Teachers!” Cheerilee points out.

“That’s a relief..” Anna ponders; “and I got my Riding Class Approved, too!” she breathes.

“Another Class Mate, I think!” I put forth, casting a glance at Anna Sheridan.

“Oh?” Anna utters; “do I have a fellow class mate, in my riding class?” Anna inquires.

“Yes..” I respond; “so it would appear!” I conclude; “Should be fun, to have someone to share the class with; someone, to share the joy with!” I suggest.

“Yes..” she responds, “and I guess, it could be lonely after a while; if you were the only one, in the class!” she then agrees.

“Since we don’t need to worry, about the Teachers or Ponies; I am sure, we have plenty of fun to look forwards to!” I suggest.

“If you read Ponish, you can even discuss your riding with the Pony!” Anna puts forth, pondering if this could indeed be true.

“We could take the class, and if you enjoy Cheerilee's classes; you could have her, as your teacher..” I respond; “and I am sure to take this chance..” I supply; “if it would look odd with Ponish; could it really be worse than Klingon, even if I know it is a University subject!” I put forth.

“That is quite the interesting comparison; and an objective line of reasoning, building up the conclusion!” Cheerilee considers, snickering to herself; “Maybe she is interested; in a subject on the topic of deeper thinking and reasoning as well, along the line?” she ponders.

“They really do have the coolest subjects available for us, here; even this early, before we have even finished the first class!” Anna proclaims.

“While I did not know, what subjects were available when I signed up; but I will be making the most out of this opportunity, for as long as it is available to me!” I concede.

“I’m choosing a few electives too..” Anna agrees; “would be stupid, to miss this opportunity!” she points out.

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I had made the effort, of choosing a wide selection of subjects. Well, why not? So long, as I have the time to invest in these subjects.

I had chosen the riding, largely; because it sounds like fun, even if I will have a special opportunity to make a few friends there.

Choosing these Languages, on the first class had been an opportunity I could not turn down; just imagine, how much use I could have with these Languages. A spread of Languages should open up doors to me, doors that would otherwise remain closed, to anyone who had not chosen to learn multiple languages. Of course; it would also offer me the firsthand objective; into various books and other Media, based on grasping the Native Language. Even if I am not Fluid in the Language, I will still see what the Author intended, rather than the adjusted view the filter of the Translation is offering.

It is natural, to me; to choose a special sub-variant of the Gymnastics and Music as well, even if you may argue on the subject of the individual choices.

My choices stand, all the same; I am intending to enjoy these classes, both in class and after I graduate. For now; I am assuming, I will be graduating. Even if I will be making the most out of the time I have here, all the same; enjoying the individual classes, as well as making friends and contacts for the future.

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Gymnastics

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