Heroism, Humanism & Hijinks: Literature in Action - Week 15, Period 5 (Final)

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The class was in the Danger Shop today for their final piece of assessment.

"Good afternoon. Inside you'll find Dickensian London. Namely, the London of A Christmas Carol. Something, however, had gone wrong. Despite being visited by the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future, Ebenezer Scrooge has not discovered the true meaning of Christmas and thus has not gone to Christmas dinner with the Cratchett family. Fix it."

[OOC: Thank you all for a wonderful semester and for hanging on with me while I tested the waters with Lit. You've been a great class. Hope to see you back next semester for a more organised Lit class!]

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Re: Fix It!

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Billy was a bit confused, having read the book recently, and listened to a recording of Patrick Stewart reading said book. Maybe it was a trick question? In any case, he knew where to find Scrooge. He went strait to Fred's house, asking directions of course. He looked quite ragged compared to everyone else, and the eye patch certainly gave the maid a start. He didn't bother trying to argue his way in, he simply said, in his best fake cockney accent (which wasn't that great but yay for holographic charectors not noticing such things), that he came on behalf of the Cratchitts, and that Bob, had extended his best wishes and invitation to dinner to Fred, and Scrooge, whom he'd spotted entering.
She looked at him dubiously but she did pass the message on. Fred of course could not abandon his guests, but Scrooge made his own goodbyes, and hurried to Camden Town.

And they all lived happily ever after. Except Billy who stepped in horse cookies.

The End