Emma is a nineteen year old OCAD student, although she is a student at an art school she is very serious and determined about all of her work, no matter how off the wall it may be. She is always on time for class, is always paying attention, and most importantly is always on top of her assignments. For Emma's entire life her school related work ethic has remained the same. Although she has fond childhood memories of fun games of hopscotch and skipping at recess she can still recall being the only stressed and high strung seven year old on her street. Although she always loves to have fun, when she has the time normally Emma is incredibly focused on the current task at hand and how it will help to propel her to her definition of success.
However, on an afternoon in late march Emma has actually found herself ahead of schedule, she has arrived at school with a considerable amount of free time before her approaching class. She enters the school, latte in hand prepared to go to the computer lab and get ahead on a liberal studies essay when she notices a large group of students which appear to have conglomerated around two of their peers who seem to be bouncing up and down unnaturally high. As an inquisitive person Emma is immediately drawn into this activity and must see what is so important. As she approaches the audience cheers for one student and two more seem to begin the activity, upon closer inspection Emma realizes that the two students are actually playing a giant game of hopscotch on massive spring loaded wooden planks. The hopscotch board peices are assembled almost like a puzzle (in individual pieces) and are about four inches off the ground on large springs. As a student jumps from square to square they are propelled higher and faster into the air and onto the next square adding a fun and interesting element to the almost universally understood game. Emma watches two rounds of students play before approching the board herself with her own challenger. Emma plays a fun and bouncy game of hopscotch without even realizing, she is late for her class.
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