A room of Younglings sits in silent contemplation, led in meditation by a Whiphid Jedi Knight. In front of each of his students, is a mat with an array of objects varying in weight, including a wooden ball, a metal block, a clay bowl, and a datapad. Eyes closed, mind empty, and breath steady, he inhales and exhales once more.
"I think we're ready. I want my youngest students to go ahead and try to lift the lightest of the objects set before you; the wooden ball. One at a time, starting from the left," the Jedi says, gesturing to a young Zabrak girl, who looks nervously at her hands, then the ball before her, then again at the Knight.
"W-what if I can't do it?" she asks.
"Try and try again, my dear. you did not stop trying to learn how to walk as an infant the first time you fell on your butt, did you?" the children of the room let out a snort or a chuckle, and K'Thund smiles at the girl, "my point being, because something seems hard now, if you keep practicing, you'll find yourself using that skill so often, you forget what life had been like without it. Imagine what life was like before you couldn't walk... you can't, can you? Learning to use the Force is like learning how to walk all over again. You'll get the hang of it. If not today, then maybe tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then next week. It begins when you no longer doubt yourself." K'Thund speaks calmly and slowly. Eventually the young girl's expression of doubt is replaced with a small, shy smile, and she extends her hand.
"Focus your mind, and imagine an invisible hand gripping the ball from the top."
"Yes, sir," the young girl says. A look of intense focus overcomes the small smile, and her hand extends before her. Moments pass. More time passes, and the room sits silently, in anticipation. A bead of sweat on the girl's brow slides down her face, and suddenly...
the ball wiggles slightly. Suddenly, the student is less of a stoic monk-in-training, and is all excited little girl.
"I moved it! I moved it with my mind, did you see that, Sir K'Thund?!"
A proud belly-laugh escapes the Whiphid, and he nods. "I certainly did, my dear. You know you can now, now you have nowhere to go but up. Keep practicing for a few minutes, and give your mind a rest." K'Thund says to the girl, then goes to the next student, repeating the process with the youngest in the group, some finding themselves able to move the ball, some unable. He gives them the same assignment, and then turns to one of the older students; a near-Human girl about 16. "Maura? Think you can lift the ball, and show these young ones how it's done?"
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"I think we're ready. I want my youngest students to go ahead and try to lift the lightest of the objects set before you; the wooden ball. One at a time, starting from the left," the Jedi says, gesturing to a young Zabrak girl, who looks nervously at her hands, then the ball before her, then again at the Knight.
"W-what if I can't do it?" she asks.
"Try and try again, my dear. you did not stop trying to learn how to walk as an infant the first time you fell on your butt, did you?" the children of the room let out a snort or a chuckle, and K'Thund smiles at the girl, "my point being, because something seems hard now, if you keep practicing, you'll find yourself using that skill so often, you forget what life had been like without it. Imagine what life was like before you couldn't walk... you can't, can you? Learning to use the Force is like learning how to walk all over again. You'll get the hang of it. If not today, then maybe tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then next week. It begins when you no longer doubt yourself." K'Thund speaks calmly and slowly. Eventually the young girl's expression of doubt is replaced with a small, shy smile, and she extends her hand.
"Focus your mind, and imagine an invisible hand gripping the ball from the top."
"Yes, sir," the young girl says. A look of intense focus overcomes the small smile, and her hand extends before her. Moments pass. More time passes, and the room sits silently, in anticipation. A bead of sweat on the girl's brow slides down her face, and suddenly...
the ball wiggles slightly. Suddenly, the student is less of a stoic monk-in-training, and is all excited little girl.
"I moved it! I moved it with my mind, did you see that, Sir K'Thund?!"
A proud belly-laugh escapes the Whiphid, and he nods. "I certainly did, my dear. You know you can now, now you have nowhere to go but up. Keep practicing for a few minutes, and give your mind a rest." K'Thund says to the girl, then goes to the next student, repeating the process with the youngest in the group, some finding themselves able to move the ball, some unable. He gives them the same assignment, and then turns to one of the older students; a near-Human girl about 16. "Maura? Think you can lift the ball, and show these young ones how it's done?"
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