After the bell rang, Ronald showed up at the door slowly. He looked rather tired and unhappy as always, showing his blank face as he walked through the door. He carried a rather worn bag that seemed a bit too small for him but fit just enough to be held at his shoulders. He did nothing, said nothing and thought nothing... it looked like he might fall back to sleep right there at the door. He yawned slightly, his beak opening wide. This was the same teacher he had been with every year... Great.