Ferry loved May the most. It was the most beautiful month of the year. The sun was not too shy, yet not too daring. There were flowers everywhere. And the foliage of the trees was still young and fresh. The air was vibrating from birds singing, insects buzzing, and people chatting. Every once in a while, Ferry walked on May's street. Sometimes, he stopped in front of the flower shop. He felt dizzy because of the fragrances of plants and flowers coming from inside. And if he saw May, the day couldn't get any better. The school was almost over. Ferry proved to be a good, hard-working student. Even without the magical help, he did his best to study. With Ben's help, Math proved to be not that difficult. Miss Summer, their teacher, always encouraged him every time he was answering correctly.

