fandomhigh | Comparative Religions, Monday, Period 3, Week #8

"Good morning, my class!" Vala greeted them cheerfully as they entered. Possibly waaaaay too cheerfully. No, she wasn't going to explain that either. In any event, there was a large jar of applesauce on Sam's desk for him. "First, a huge thank you to my able assistant who I am told did a wonderful job explaining paganism. However, if you have any questions about it, I'll be happy to answer them. Due to my unavoidable absence last week, you missed out on the midterm, which will be more of a practical--mostly because I don't feel like grading tests this weekend--and take place over the course of this week."

"Your assignment is to choose one of the religions we've studied so far--not your own--and immerse yourselves in it for the week. Customs, beliefs, style of dress if that makes a difference, religious practices, all of it. I want you to become a member of that faith. And then I want you to be prepared to give an oral presentation on your experiences next week, so we can all learn from what you learned. Isn't cooperation fun?" Again with the big grin.

"So, please sign in and choose your religion, then come up with a plan of att--er, action--for the week."

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Luke tossed a note onto her desk.

Hi!

A note disrupting Adah's attempts to make sense out of a mas rof ecuaselppa was a welcome interruption. She grinned and carefully aimed a note back.

Hello, stranger. Fancy meeting you here.

Figured i might try this class thing out, Luke wrote, grinning back. Radio makes it sounds like you've been pretty busy.

Adah's head tilted at reading the assessment of what the more social conscious population might be getting of her recent activities, and she lightly grinned.

"I'd say that's a fairly accurate report; life has been..." She had to pause a moment when she wrote this, trying to find a satisfactory word, "eventful for me lately. How about yours? I don't listen to radio, but perhaps I should."

Pretty exciting, Luke replied. I met far to many different versions of people I know during Parents Weekend.

Adah read over that a few times to make sure she was processing the words right.

"That sounds like it would have been terribly confusing, but potentially wretchedly amusing."

I saw what my best friend will look like once he has three teenagers, Luke wrote, eyes sparkling, so that was fun. And I ran into a couple of people I haven't yet, but know me.

Adah was still trying to fathom what it would be like to run into people she knew, her sisters most likely, under similar terms. She concluded that it would just be much easier for her to deal with simply sharing her own experiences that weekend.

I got to learn that my mother slept with Evie Carnahan's brother. Yes. Parent's Weekend is definitely interesting...

Luke stared at the paper for a long time, processing.

~~That sounds kind of ta-~~ ~~Parents shouldn't have s--~~ Are you okay?

There. Perfectly non-judgmental.

Adah's face turned red, but not for embarrassment. It was merely from the effort of not suddenly laughing in the middle of class. She ducked her head a moment to regain some composure before replying.

Perfectly fine, yes, but thank you for the concern. Evie didn't quite take to the news too well, though.

I don't remember hearing about someone's head exploding...do I even want to know how you discovered this?

[OOC: Night! Pick up after work tomorrow!]

You might be disappointed to learn that it was actually very uneventful. A matter of avoidance and my own ability to put one and two together.

And arrive at "ew."

Luke made a face. Sorry.

Adah smiled warmly, a bit at the edge of a laugh.

Why apologize? While she doesn't know it, I'm actually a little glad for it. She's suffered through nearly twenty years of an entirely loveless marriage; I think puritanical, patriarchal social morels involving sexuality have brought her nothing but unhappiness and ungrateful children, so it's nice to see her break away from them long enough to at least have a little bit of happiness, a few moment where she doesn't feel guilt heavy on her shoulders.

Now I feel like an immature brat for not embracing this part of my father's life, Luke wrote back.

Adah smirked lightly.

Well, I wouldn't necessarily say a brat...

Luke wrinkled his nose up at her. Thanks.

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