I enter the great room. The roof looks like the night sky.I hear wizards and witches in every table talk  point the first years out,There guessing which house each one of us will be sorted into. My name is called after several others, and the sorting hat is placed upon my head. "Ah, I see creativity and wonder, you are kind as well." Explained the hat. "But which house am I?" I asked the hat. "I suppose ravenclaw would suit you." In aloud go voice he said " RAVENCLAW".