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On one beautiful Sunday morning, Mason got up from the pool heading to shower. He had his swimming lesson with his coach, most of his coach were impatient just like his mother who wanted Mason to concentrate at all time. But Mason was still five, he had to play sometimes but sadly, the professors that were hired by Mason's parents were all strict and most of them scared Mason. This explained why Mason did exactly what they said and even though he was crying, he didn't dare to stop learning. He would continue what he was doing even though he was as tired as ever. Some of the professors treated him like he was 20 years old, the professor who taught him piano was one of the example. The second was the one who taught him violin, she was worse than the professor who taught Mason piano. But again, Mason was too scared to talk back, he did exactly what his professors, coach, and parents said.
The little boy walk toward the bath tub as he played with the bubble happily. Unlike those kids who hated bath, mason loves taking a bath since he could relax for a while. And unlike any other kids who could play with their rubber duck whenever they wanted, Mason could only play it when he was taking a bath, he couldn't bring it to the swimming pool since his mother told him that it would distract him from practicing. Little Mason was soon called by the house elf, he knew that the professor was going to be there in a minute. The boy dried himself with a small towel and took a clothes, and with the help of the house elf, Mason got dressed.
Mason walk slowly toward the dining room and ate his lunch, waiting for the professor to come. He knew nothing about this new professor, he was hoping that he wasn't as strict as any other professor. But there was a big chance of this professor to be scary, after all, he was a professor and scaring little kids was all he/ she did, Manson thought. Right after he finished his meal and milk, the door bell rang, Mason took his pencil and book and walk toward the private library. The boy hated quill just like his father, this explained why he had a pencil and an eraser on his left hand. Mason sat on the chair, waiting for the professor to enter the room. He knew that the house elf would show the professor the direction to the private library, that was why Mason didn't greet the professor in front of the door.
The little boy walk toward the bath tub as he played with the bubble happily. Unlike those kids who hated bath, mason loves taking a bath since he could relax for a while. And unlike any other kids who could play with their rubber duck whenever they wanted, Mason could only play it when he was taking a bath, he couldn't bring it to the swimming pool since his mother told him that it would distract him from practicing. Little Mason was soon called by the house elf, he knew that the professor was going to be there in a minute. The boy dried himself with a small towel and took a clothes, and with the help of the house elf, Mason got dressed.
Mason walk slowly toward the dining room and ate his lunch, waiting for the professor to come. He knew nothing about this new professor, he was hoping that he wasn't as strict as any other professor. But there was a big chance of this professor to be scary, after all, he was a professor and scaring little kids was all he/ she did, Manson thought. Right after he finished his meal and milk, the door bell rang, Mason took his pencil and book and walk toward the private library. The boy hated quill just like his father, this explained why he had a pencil and an eraser on his left hand. Mason sat on the chair, waiting for the professor to enter the room. He knew that the house elf would show the professor the direction to the private library, that was why Mason didn't greet the professor in front of the door.