Now, you're on the bus to Knitting School. The sound of knitting
needles prevade the bus. One girl is wearing her handiwork, and is
knitting a table at the moment! Others are as yarn-less as you, and
look uncomftorable.
One girl smiles at you, and another blinks at you. One boy whistles,
and another grins as you walk past his seat. Who do you sit next
to?
You must be out of your mind, but you decide to go to Knitting School.
As you write a letter of reply, you wonder what exactly it will be
like.