Sex Ed, Wednesday, Period 2

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All the desks have been pushed aside. The chairs have been arranged on both sides of the room to face a center aisle.

The classrooms on either side of this one are set up as dressing rooms, one for boys and one for girls. Each has a rack of nightwear and each set of clothing has a name attached to it. The boys have a selection of traditional pajamas and nightshirts while the girls mainly have long, full nightdresses.

When the students arrive, Edward directs them to the appropriate dressing room and tells them to line up at the door once they're dressed.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Edward says to the audience. "Too often attractiveness is measured in the amount of flesh bared. Today this class will model nightwear which is both attractive and modest. Please give them your full attention."

When the models are ready, Edward presses play on his CD boombox and a lovely piano piece accompanies the students down the runway.

[All students and teachers are welcome to watch! Art of War students may also join their teammates in the dressing rooms if they are the same gender.

Wait for OCD. OCD up. Cameras welcome!

ETA: Note! All students can take their fashion show garments to Pixie Dust for burning store credit!]

Physics with trees, Period 1, 19 Nov '08

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"Minerals," said Mohinder, from behind a selection of rocks. "A structured, inorganic compound, like so much else, often cannot be identified on sight alone. Quartz," he said, holding up a pink rock.

"More quartz." He switched out for a white piece, then purple, then black. "More- well, enough example perhaps. Small impurities can have a drastic effect; so we need an alternative. Several, in fact."

"Firstly, in it melts at room temperature, it's probably snow. For other crystals there are tests of hardness, fracture patterns, gravity and effervesence - its reaction to acid." Mohinder went into more detail, demonstrating the tests on a piece of calcite. He flipped up his safety goggles, adding, "Try to avoid the more subjective tests - you don't know the history of the rocks before you've licked it. But you have a variety of samples to start testing."

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Flight Club [Flight Shed, 2pm]

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Gavin was setting out some cookies, chips and drinks while everyone filed in for Flight Club. Snacking was one of his favorite things to do so sharing the love seemed like a nice thing to do.

Once everyone was there, he started talking.

"Hey guys," he started. "Welcome back. Hope everyone's weekend was fun. Mine was boring but that's how it usually goes. So today, we're going to try something a little different. We're going to be flying X-Wings but the X-Wings are going to be malfunctioning. It's a problem you can run into on almost anything that flies and you just have to know how to be calm and how to assess the situation. You don't have to repair the X-Wing while you're flying it. The big thing here is to keep flying, and the problem won't prevent that, while you've got warning whistles and lights flashing at you. Don't get scared and don't let go of the controls."

He paused for any questions.

"The X-Wing's gonna shake you around a bit, toss you about like it's really malfunctioning but remember, you're safe. Just try to maintain your calm and keep flying."

With that, he gestured to the sim for the first person to take his or her turn.

Survive Your Own Cooking - 3rd period - (11/19)

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Today Deadpool was repeating the word 'chimichanga' over and over again. It was a fun word to say. Go on, try it out. Chimichaaaanga.

But, oddly enough, he didn't plan on having the kids make any. Because he didn't think they tasted very good.

"Goooood morning kids! Today we're making a lil' foray into the deliciousness of Mexican food. And no, not the Taco Bell kind. That's like trying to pass the Olive Garden off as Italian. Or Burger King as German. Or Pizza Hut as Italian. I don't know if I can come up with any more examples, but if I do, I'll let you know."

Deadpool cleared his throat and waved his hand toward the tortillas and various meat and protein bits available for them to use. "Today you're making burritos. Be they of the normal beef, pork or chicken variety. Or maybe you like to go crazy and wanna make one with tofu or fish. Or you don't eat anything with eyes and wanna go with refried beans. If it looks unappetizing, my suggestion is to add lots of cheese and the spiciest salsa you can find to mask the horrifying taste of the unholy creation you have brought upon the world." A beat. "Like Damian in food form. I hope you're very happy with yourself people. I hope you're happy."

Oh tangents were just FUN.

"Now shoo! get into groups and try not to burn anything down!"

Library: Wednesday

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Instead of Karal, it was Indiana Jones who was taking care of the library. Especially since Karal was still a dog. A blind dog.

The books had been put away and Indy was sitting behind the desk chatting away on the phone while he waited for anyone who needed assistance.

"No, Marcus. He really turned into a dog," Indiana insisted. "He's been that way for over a week... No, Marcus I'm not going to name myself after him. Ha. Ha."

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