10.Sep.13, 06:20 PM
B'jin nodded slightly. "Many of the Northern kids are already better educated than most of our population." It wouldn't do to actually state out loud that almost all of them were better educated than the average dragonrider, most of whom would likely have struggled with writing their name before the plague - many of whom would probably have no idea how to even hold a pen now days. He knew of many that could not, and quite a few who had to wait in the Dining Hall or linger around the announcement boards until someone with a more up to scratch education popped by to read off what was going on. It was undoubteldy why so many missed wing training sessions seemingly out of the blue.
"You missed a note," B'jin chided gently, having paused to listen to Casa run through the music; he played the piece she was missing correctly, then nodded with a pleased smile when she played it right herself. He certainly didn't doubt her desrie to learn, and he was pleased there were still those within the Weyr that found education to be something worthy of obtaining, even if such a person was only a girl. Smiling placidly, B'jin began leading the girl through the last part of the little song, playing the notes slowlly and then waiting for her to go over them herself, nodding slightly. She was doing well, for someone who had clearly had minimal (if any) previous access to a guitar.
R'nd is looking for you. Larrikith's voice entered B'jin's mind midlly, and the greenrider tilted his head to one side, blinking. Why? Because he wants your company? The green sounded amused and B'jin sighed softly, shaking his head as he trailed his fingers over the guitar in hiw own lap. "I need to go," he smiled slightly at the girl, studying her very quietly for a moment. "You may keep that one, for now, if you wish." B'jin was bemused, but also thoughtful. "If you practice, perhaps you will be able to play it at Turns End. It will need to be returned before that date, however." Nodding slightly, B'jin stood up and began to put his things away - some he handled delicately, while other things were kicked across the room to form a messy pile with little apparent thought.
"You missed a note," B'jin chided gently, having paused to listen to Casa run through the music; he played the piece she was missing correctly, then nodded with a pleased smile when she played it right herself. He certainly didn't doubt her desrie to learn, and he was pleased there were still those within the Weyr that found education to be something worthy of obtaining, even if such a person was only a girl. Smiling placidly, B'jin began leading the girl through the last part of the little song, playing the notes slowlly and then waiting for her to go over them herself, nodding slightly. She was doing well, for someone who had clearly had minimal (if any) previous access to a guitar.