Speech Comm ATTENDENCE REQUIRED::PRIZES GIVEN

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

OK, gang. I was going to show a movie, but most of the ones I personally own about trust and exploring trust have to do with bondage or other adult themes not suitable for a high school clasroom. I know this isn't the average school, but I can't do that to you.

So instead...*Pulls a large shopping bag from behind her desk and sits it beside herself*...today you get a test.

Interpersonal trust depends upon RECIPROCITY, or, in other words, a give and take...



I have done things with and to you all week. It's only fair that now you return the favor. I trust you all to not actually harm me, since I didn't really harm any of you...*looks at ONeill*...Ok, so today's trust game...

You may
1. Ask me anything and I will answer you to the best of my knowledge. If it's something I really don't know, you get to ask another question.
OR
2. You may approach me and do something physically to my person...which I must admit is requiring a huge amount of trust to counter any fear...

Comments

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

(([watches with interest]))

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory walks in, stopping by on her way to the field trip (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/161496.html?view=6252504#t6252504). She walks in, just in time to hear option number two.

She considers it for a second, then sets down her coffee cups and bag, and gives CJ a hug.

"Thanks for letting me off the hook with the other stuff," she says, grinning. "You may have saved my relationship."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*A look of surprise, and then a smile. She hugs Rory back, thankful the first player did something so nice*

Thank you Rory! *Looks concerned* Saved your...sweetie, you come talk to me whenever you need, ok?

Now, you pass the test, pick your prize...*Gestures to the shopping bag filled with [make something up]*

[http://users.livejournal.com/sydney_bristow_/]

Sydney comes in and looks at the teacher a bit strangely, but at least it wasn't that bad this time.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Sydney...it's your turn...

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

*With her mind more on her next (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/161100.html) class (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/161496.html), D'anna takes a seat and listens to the professor. She frowns slightly while considering her options then takes the safest route because the rest of her day is too much of an unknown quantity. There'll be time for unsafe on down the road.*

What did you do before you began teaching here, Miss?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Good question, D'anna...personal inquiry...

Before I came here I was the Press Secretary to the President of the United States. I was in charge of delivering the news of the nation to the press, controlling information, and doing damage control when things that shouldn't have mattered, did.

Before that I worked in Hollywood as PR for a studio.

And before that I was PR director for a non-profit agency called EMILY'S List, which did all manner of work advocating for the rights of women. We set up legal representation, did PAC work, and helped legislate pro-choice issues. And by pro-choice, I don't simply mean the right to abortion...I mean the right for women to have choice and control over thier own bodies and minds.

Prior to that I went to Berkeley, after graduating from Our Lady of Mercy...and all girl's Catholic high school.

I was raised with my dad and my two brothers, but my mom ded when I was in junior high.

Come up and get a prize, then you can go...or stay for the rest. You might find out somethig interesting. *Gestures to the shopping bag, where you pull out [make something up]*

[kimberly-shaw.livejournal.com]

*has no clue what to say or do so remains politely quiet*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Kimberly, you're awfully quiet...how would you like to take this task on/ Option 1 or 2?

[absolutesnark]

Piper wanders into class, thinking of something to say.

"I have a question about morality. Suppose you knew that someone was dangerous, but if you said anything, your family could be at risk. What would you do? This is purely hypothetical and has nothing at all to do with me personally."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

That is a difficult question, Piper...as most morality questions are. Let's see...

I think, and this is backed up by previous experience, if someone was a danger to myself or my family I would ask for help. At the White house we had the Secret Service. Once, I recieved threats, and because of my position it seriously could have hurt those I loved. *Her expression falls and she is clearly sad* In fact...it did. A very dear friend was killed...but it was an unrelated event to my threat.

Anyhow, to answer your question Piper, if someone is a danger, but if you said anything it could get your loved ones hurt, then I suggest you find strong and trustworthy people and get yourself some protection. There are ways of dealing with dangerous people.

Does that help?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack comes in, listens to the instructions, and considers his options.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Chip...whatcha got for me?

[miss-monochrome.livejournal.com]

You *sure* we can't watch any of those movies?

::tilts her head at the mention of option two, and grins::

::walks up to the teacher and plants a big smacking kiss on her lips, then backs away::

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

* A little surprised at the fact that of all people it was Chiana who chose to do option 2, she smiles*

Thanks, Chiana...that was sweet. Here, pick your [make something up]. *Gestures to the bag*

[other-logan.livejournal.com]

*Logan's not in the mood to be "on" today, so he just asks a question*

"If your house were burning to the ground and you had time to save three things, what would you choose?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Hmm, my laptop, my purse...and this little cat potpourri holder I have.

Easy...too easy. Get up here and get your [make something up]. *Gestures to the bag.*

[http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/]

"What did you want to grow up to be when you were a child, professor?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

I wanted to be a ballerina. But then I grew, and my legs hurt too much to keep it up, so I stopped.

Good question, come up and get your [make something up]. *Gestures to bag.*

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"You worked PR for your Earth's witehouse right? On your planet do they have a USAF program for deep space radar telemetry and if so how much do you know about it?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

The US Air Force DSRT program is classified, Jack. I'd love to tell you more, but I simply can't. In exchange, you can ask something else.

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

*Lindsey considers for a moment.*

What are you DOING here? There's no way this is the best job you could get, so why did you end up here? Shouldn't you be off making tons of money as a political consultant or something instead of stuck here trying to cram some knowledge into our heads?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Well, Lindsey...I'd rather drink bleach that be a political consultant. I have oodles of money saved up, and I'm more than comfortable, so I didn't need a high paying job because it's been my experience high pay is proportional to high stress.

And my dad was a teacher and I always admired what he did, so when I got the opportunity to come here, and as you so nicely put it, cram some knowledge into your heads, I took it.

Money isn't everything, Lindsey...

Ok, good one. Come up and pick [make something up] out of the bag. *Motions for him to come up*

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

Anya sits, listening intently and thinks about what to ask the professor.

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

"I heard on the radio this morning that the doctor was seen buying sex toys. Could you tell me what he got?" Anya asks the question as normal and professional as a journalist.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*Her eyes open wide*

He did what? You heard on the...the radio?

*Her jaw drops*

I...I honestly don't know the answer to that Anya.

Um, you can have another try.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Eep, sorry about that. It was about 4 AM here on the East Coast. [pets both muns]))