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Interdisciplinary Studies or whatever, Friday, Period 3
In front of the campfire was a large green blackboard. And in front of the chalkboard was Squall.
But he ignored the chalkboard this session.
"Welcome to class," he said, once everyone was there. "If you're not here for Interdisciplinary Studies, then leave." He gave them all a weak grin. "We've got a small group this time, so -- I dunno. That's good, right? I can spend more time teaching you stuff you want to learn and whatever. I'm your teacher, Squall Leonhart."
Squall shrugged and looked around.
"All right, we might as well get the next part over with. Let's all do the whole touchy-feely thing of going around and telling everyone your name and something you like. And -- what did I do last time? Your favorite kind of animal, I think. That's good enough, right?. Go on." He pointed at someone randomly. "You. Start."
Squall paced back and forth while everyone rattled off crap about themselves, and then stood back up at the chackboard.
"So. I know stuff; you don't. In this class, I'm going to teach you stuff. Important stuff. Or whatever. Stuff you should probably know by now, but a lot of you don't. I've got stuff planned, a whole syllabus and things, but we've only got a few weeks together. And I just did it all with the last group of kids, so it's kind of old. And, like I said, small group. So."
He looked around.
"What do YOU want to learn? Go on, don't be shy. Anything. Tell me. So long as it doesn't suck."
After that mess was over with, he held up his hands. "Okay, kids. So. Now it's time for your first lesson. This is a quick one, but it's the most important one you'll ever learn."
He folded his arms and looked each of them in the eye before going on.
"Trust. All of you will end up in situations where you need to trust people. Trust them to do something, say whatever, be your friend, get your back in a fight, you know. And you can trust most people with the little things, and you can trust most people to follow orders. But what I want you to tell me is, with the BIG things, the important things, the REAL things..."
He looked around at the students.
"Who can you trust?"
[Yes, I know, it's mostly a C+P. And it's late. Urk.Wait for OCD, and then I'll stop sucking, I promise. OCD is up and ready.]
But he ignored the chalkboard this session.
"Welcome to class," he said, once everyone was there. "If you're not here for Interdisciplinary Studies, then leave." He gave them all a weak grin. "We've got a small group this time, so -- I dunno. That's good, right? I can spend more time teaching you stuff you want to learn and whatever. I'm your teacher, Squall Leonhart."
Squall shrugged and looked around.
"All right, we might as well get the next part over with. Let's all do the whole touchy-feely thing of going around and telling everyone your name and something you like. And -- what did I do last time? Your favorite kind of animal, I think. That's good enough, right?. Go on." He pointed at someone randomly. "You. Start."
Squall paced back and forth while everyone rattled off crap about themselves, and then stood back up at the chackboard.
"So. I know stuff; you don't. In this class, I'm going to teach you stuff. Important stuff. Or whatever. Stuff you should probably know by now, but a lot of you don't. I've got stuff planned, a whole syllabus and things, but we've only got a few weeks together. And I just did it all with the last group of kids, so it's kind of old. And, like I said, small group. So."
He looked around.
"What do YOU want to learn? Go on, don't be shy. Anything. Tell me. So long as it doesn't suck."
After that mess was over with, he held up his hands. "Okay, kids. So. Now it's time for your first lesson. This is a quick one, but it's the most important one you'll ever learn."
He folded his arms and looked each of them in the eye before going on.
"Trust. All of you will end up in situations where you need to trust people. Trust them to do something, say whatever, be your friend, get your back in a fight, you know. And you can trust most people with the little things, and you can trust most people to follow orders. But what I want you to tell me is, with the BIG things, the important things, the REAL things..."
He looked around at the students.
"Who can you trust?"
[Yes, I know, it's mostly a C+P. And it's late. Urk.
Re: Choose your own syllabus!
Re: Choose your own syllabus!