Passing by the open door of the Art class, he saw Niki standing near a stool that was sitting on a raised platform in the middle of the classroom. Kic...ing himself for the hundredth time, he continued onto his assigned Language Elective class, his mind imagining just what kind of a show Niki might put on today.Seated on the stool, Niki waited, her robe still in place, as the students all got into their spots, and made their utensils ready. The squick squick of sharpeners could be heard as their. I got a call late yesterday from Dr. Friedel..." Maggie." Er. I'm not sure. Anyway, she said that the letter I'd faxed and the reference looked fine and she was putting in for a salary for me." Good..." Can you explain it?" No problem. You're now an intern, working for Maggie. But she needs to have budget for the post. So she's asking someone in Canberra to have dollars put into her account for a graduate student doing whatever. When that gets done, you'll get a formal letter. Her phone call. It comes to two coppers. Being unfamiliar with prices and the values of the coins she has, she pays without a fuss. After six days of traveling and eating berries, fungi, and a few roasted beetles, she really wants something more reminiscent of home. The omelet hits the spot. She washes it down with a drink from her canteen. That out of the way, Ki Jung begins her search for a place to sell the badger.After a quarter-hour, she gives up on the idea of finding it on her own and asks a street. I still had two hours to go. I wanted to kill myself. The only thing tonight that had been even half fun was writing my paper for Psychology class. Some people don't like having their voices heard, but I love it. "The reason why our school scores so low on achievement tests is because the gaseous fumes from the carpet cleaner is causing chronic retardation in its students." Mr. Mathews said that my supportive evidence was unconvincing, but staring into the eyes of some of the students at school.