http://blonde-doctor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] blonde-doctor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-01-25 11:47 am
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Human Anatomy, Thursday, 1/25, Period 3

Elliot had arranged the desks in the classroom to look like tables for two in a restaurant, complete with tablecloths and rosebud vases.

"Hey people, I am hoping you are all yourselves today because we are learning about the digestive system." She hit a button on her laptop, and a powerpoint presentation of the system popped up. "The key parts of the digestive system are the mouth, the tongue, the esophagus, the stomach, the small intestine, the large intestine, and the anus. They work together to get food from the plate to, um, the bathroom." She explained the workings of each part in more detail, passing out a handout as she did so, before hitting another button on her laptop to bring up a media player.

"For doctors, it's one of the most important systems because pretty much everything about your body chemistry turns up in the output of the digestive system. To show you what I mean, here's a little song from a recent episode of a strangely true-to-life medical sitcom."

She played the video, humming along, before turning to face the class again. "I am not going to make each of you give a stool sample, because that's kind of unhygienic and the administration would probably get creeped out by it. But you will be testing the other end of your digestive systems. Each of you has an array of baby food jars containing food samples in front of you; your job is to pair up, take turns blindfolding each other,and feed each other to see how sensitive your tastebuds are. You should each have something sweet, something salty, something sour and something bitter."

"And as always, add a sketch representing at least part of the digestive system to your body tracings before the end of class but after you un-blindfold yourselves."

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-01-25 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
When he saw Tannim, Peter gave him a nod. "Hey. How's it going?"

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] sonofdragons.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey," Tannim said, with a wave. Using the hand that was holding the pencil. The pencil flew from his hand, and Tannim bent to pick it up.

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh hey, lemme get that for you," Peter said, and reached to pick it up as well, not really watching where he was going as he did so.

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] sonofdragons.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
There was a meeting of minds. Or at least, heads. "Ow!" Tannim said.

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Ditto," Peter said. He gave a rueful look. "Sorry about that."

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] sonofdragons.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Me too," Tannim said. He rubbed his head lightly. "It's not that bad, anyway."

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"It's Fandom," Peter said. "I say we blame the pencil."

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] sonofdragons.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Works for me," Tannim said, bending over again - carefully - to pick up the pencil.

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Peter grinned and made a show of holding up his hands and standing back and out of the way.

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] sonofdragons.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Tannim retrieved the pencil without any further injury. "Thanks," he smiled.

Re: Sketching, Anatomy, 1/25

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-01-26 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"No problem," Peter said. He went back to working on his own sketch when...

Huh.

Peter blinked and held on to his chair to steady himself. When he looked around the room he saw - actually he didn't know what he saw. Flashes, colors, going in and out too fast for him to track a pattern on it.

He rubbed his eyes and tried to focus on his sketching. He also tried not to show how much that had unnerved him.