Slacking - Sixth Meeting [Friday, Period 1]

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Max felt that as long as he had a nice tradition going he might as well keep it up, so he had his feet propped up on the desk as everyone arrived. He even threw in a fake snore or two. They weren't especially convincing, but they did amuse him so he didn't really mind. Again he waited until everyone had arrived and was seated and ready, and then a few minutes more just to watch them and see if they'd squirm, before sitting up abruptly and pulling of his sunglasses.

"Okay," he announced briskly. "Get back into the groups you were working in last week. Today you will begin planning your projects seriously. I'll be stopping by each group and getting you to explain what you're doing and I'll provide interference helpful suggestions. While you are free to leave after you've spoken to me, you should bear in mind that this will be your final project and you must complete the planning phase by next week's class meeting. So I strongly encourage you to get a good start on it now." Max grinned. Considering the level of harassment he intended to bring to bear on his students he suspected that leaving early to work on the assignment somewhere else would end up being significantly more productive than sticking around.

"Next week you will be presenting your projects and the plans you have made, including the modifications I will assign you today. That presentation will determine your final marks in this course." Which wasn't actually true. Max was far too lazy to actually evaluate any of his students with any sort of formal system. But none of them needed to know that.

"Now go ahead and get into your groups so I can harass assist you." Max was already privately congratulating himself on the brilliance of a project that took three weeks to complete. It meant he didn't actually have to do much planning or preparing for class. This was definitely a technique he was going to have to remember.

Public Speaking [6/19]

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When the students entered, instead of their normal perky blonde teacher, they would find a different perky blonde teacher. And raspberry bars.

Once everyone arrived, Veronica introduced herself. "Hi. For those of you that don't know me, I'm Veronica Mars. Miss Upland had an emergency off the island, so I'm filling in today. I have your rough drafts to return and you're supposed to spend today polishing them up since next week is the last meeting and you'll give your speeches."

She was kind of thinking about coming to listen to them, because it could be entertaining.

"If you need any help, let me know."

How to Dress Like a Pop Star [Class 6] [Period 3] [6/19]

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The Danger Shop was back to the look Vince had for the earlier classes: like a discotheque with multicolored light up floors and ceiling, with changing rooms equipped with full length mirrors on three sides.

Vince's outfit du jour was a red shiny jumpsuit, big boots, and Ziggy Stardust style makeup.

"What with the convention in town, today's topic makes a lot of sense. The easiest way to dress like a pop star, is just to dress like a pop star. Put on some big studded black leather bits, do up your makeup like a kitty-cat, and you're a genius like Peter Criss. Grow out your hair, wear a dress that completely doesn't flatter you, and you're Janis Joplin. Wear just a sock, you're like those guys from that band that's named after pepperoni or something."

"Now, imitation is usually a fashion no-no," Vince said. "But here, it's a great idea. If you're copying someone more famous than you, you get to leech some of their amazingness to your own persona. It's really a win-win situation. There's no shame, all glory. Brilliant!"

He laughed, happily.

"So today, I want everyone to dress up like you're favorite musician. Easy, right? But I also want you all to think about next week. It'll be the last class, so I want everyone to get two outfits of their own devising ready. Either you have to model them, or you have to recruit someone to be your model. Goit it? Great. Otherwise, everything goes. I expect boldness."

[ooc: OCD first, plz Ooopen!]

Rangering!, Friday, Period Five [ 06/19 ].

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"Good afternoon, students!" The usual brusque cheer, the usual clearing in the hilly woods, a usual Friday afternoon for Rangering! Except that the students might be noticing a great deal of other visitors in the class today, furry visitors and scaly ones, winged ones and shelled ones. There were all sorts of critters and creatures everywhere today. "I hope you find your day well," Minsc conintiued, "and if not? Suck it up! Now's a good time to start! We're talking with animals today, so it's always good to be in a good mood when you do that, because animals can tell that sort of thing and be really nasty if you don't like your attitude!"

"As rangers, as you have hopefully noticed by now, we must be very attuned to nature! We rangers do that by communicating with animals; if we did it with plants, we'd be druids, and they don't get nearly as awesome of weapons. So animals it is, then! Some rangers, like myself, are so attuned to animal communication that we have a faithful animal companion, right, Boo? Others of us are just naturally born animal communicators, right, Lady Blysse?" He gave the girl a warm nod. "Why, I'd say she's probably even better than me with wolves, and, if the lady does not protest, maybe she can help answer questions you might have about better communicating with animals."

"As for me, the advice I can give is this: animals are people, too! Just ones with claws and fangs and other things to hurt you with. So be respectful, keep in mind that they are other intelligent creatures and be mindful of cues: warning cues, welcoming ones. Pay attention to how they respond; be warm and inviting. Don't make sudden moves, unless you're dealing with something that is trying to get you to prove yourself. To help, there are a variety of delicious things for animals to eat available; many of them will be glad for the gift, but watch out! Some may be offended by the bribe. Communication with animals is often just about feeling it; it is not something that can be taught, but something that must be lived."

"I will do my best if you have questions, though, and maybe Lady Blysse and Blind Seer can throw in some advice as well. I'd say they've got the animal communication thing down pretty well!"

[[ OCD has on the way gone to the dogs! ]]

TeeVee for Beginners, Friday Period Two

[chosehumanity]

"Morning, kids."

Mitchell was in an exceptionally good mood today. "Today, we aren't going to be talking about television. It's something to be watched and enjoyed, not to be spoken of endlessly." Not that he couldn't, mind, but he was making a point. "Next week, I want you all to give a short presentation on what you've gotten to enjoy most out of television. This week, you need to go over there," and he gestured at the large closet full of DVD cases sitting at one end of the classroom, "Or browse the channels in your time off. Find a program that fascinates you, something that inspires you, or makes you laugh. Then tell me about it. Team up if you wish, or do it alone. The way we experience culture can be a very personal thing."

With that, Mitchell tossed himself at his couch, and snagged a bag of crisps. It was possible he'd learned this teaching strategy from Max.

[ ocd up! ]