Sex Ed [Monday, Period Five]

[doubleohblonde]

There were neither handouts, props, nor a television set in evidence as the class entered the classroom today. Or any furniture except for Bond's desk for that matter. However there were several sheaves of butcher's paper laid out on the floor, as well as permanent markers in a wide array of colours.

"Good afternoon, class. I trust you all enjoyed your break," Bond said, before gesturing around the classroom. "As you can see, we're going to be doing something a bit different today. Consider it something of a mid-term, although it won't be marked like one."

He paused before continuing. "In sex, and a great many other things in life, sometimes the only thing worse than a lack of information is the possession of misinformation. And by virtue of the fact that in many cultures sex is often one of the great taboos, misinformation on the subject abounds. From the merely absurd to the downright dangerous there are a great many myths and misconceptions about sex. Which is what today's exercise is going to be about.

"Working alone, in a pair, or a small group, I'd like you to brainstorm as many 'facts' about sex that you can think of. I'm talking about the kind of things that 'everyone knows' but can't explain where the knowledge came from, or the things you've heard from your peers who heard from their peers who heard it from, well, you get the idea," he said. "Afterwards, each of you will present one of these facts to the class, and you'll discuss it and try to come to a consensus on whether it is actually true or not. Then at the start of next week's class, I'll tell you if, to best of my knowledge, you're right."

Bond clapped his hands together cheerfully. "Let's get started then."

[ooc: wait for ocd up.]

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Fandom vs. The Real World- 2nd Period- Class #7

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For as much as Aeryn had enjoyed her first vacation in years, she was glad to be back at work. If you knew Aeryn well enough you could probably tell. If not... well, she was glad to be back.

"Welcome back, I trust you enjoyed your break, or at least the time off," she greeted them. "This weekend is homecoming, which is what we're going to be talking about today, because I certainly had no clue what it was before coming here. Alumni from previous classes will be coming back, meaning you will not recognize half the names mentioned on radio, and there will be both a carnival and a dance. Now, if you are new to dances, it's fairly self-explanatory. People dress up, they ask each other to go, and once they're there, there is dancing, usually involving uncomfortable shoes. You don't need a date to go, either, before anyone asks. You can have a perfectly good time not hanging on someone all night. And as a tip, you might want to sniff the punch if you're going to drink it, unless you don't care what may have been added to it during the course of the night.

"While homecoming is an event that happens just about everywhere here, dances themselves don't seem to exist much outside of school settings. Your work generally will not hold them, for instance, unless perhaps you come back to work here. We do have a few of them here, typically the Valentine's Day dance and prom, so if you miss homecoming, don't think you're getting out of it that easily.

"Now," Aeryn said, "since the primary function of a dance is to dance, that's what we'll be doing today. Getting some practice. I would like you all to put on the uncomfortable shoes I've supplied and pair up- typically it's male/female, though I personally don't care- and try some slow dancing. If you don't know how to dance, this is a good time to figure it out, and get used to having your feet stepped on. And maybe some of the blushing can be gotten out of the way now."

Sex Thru The Ages, 10/20, Period 3

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As soon as class arrived today, Jim was there to pass out an exam. Yes, they'd only just come back from a vacation, but class waited for no man.

Plus, he needed to get them passed out before Nathan noticed the questions.

Algren was going to be very upset when he realized that trusting Jim to work the photocopier was very, very risky business indeed.

"You'll be writing your midterm today," he said, while Jim passed them around. "You'll get the entire period to write them, and you may leave when you're finished. Please, leave them on our desk as you exit the room."



( Test time! )

Library

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Anemone seriously doubted that anyone would come into the library during Homecoming week; it wasn't like they ever came in anyway unless something was invading. Ingrates.

So she'd dragged a huge box to work with her today, and set about making Gulliver help her decorate for Halloween. Cobwebs, bats, jack-o'-lanterns, and stuffed black cats. She was around, if someone needed something, but you might get a toy spider dropped down your shirt for your efforts.

[The OCD ran away with the candy! Open library is open, standard SP disclaimer applies.]

Anyone Can Cook | Period 4 | 10.20

[thetoughestcook]

Colette looked half-asleep as she stood before the class today. "We were supposed to cook fish today," she said. "But I just got off a plane from Paris and I think if I try to cook, I will slice open my skin with the knife or scald myself. This is not good."

"So today we have a free cooking class. Use anything in the kitchen to make something you would like to eat if you were about to fall dead from the jetlag. I can try to help if you wish, or you may work together. And of course the leftovers are yours to take along."

World Wars in the Media, Tuesday

[chosehumanity]

"Triumph des Willens," Mitchell spoke, "Triumph of the Will. Or as the lot of you will come to know it as today, 'an excuse to have a film day'. This is a German film that is considered to be one of the greatest of all time - both as a film, and as a masterpiece of propaganda."

He turned off the light, projecting the poster onto the viewscreen first.

"Triumph des Willens was shot by Leni Riefenstahl, a Nazi filmmaker who had no career after the war until she picked up photography about... ten years ago." Not that he'd been keeping track. "The film is known for using lots of visual tricks, such as filming people from on down looking up to make them look more majestic. Every single scene was meant to enhance the percieved brilliance of the Nazi doctrine. It was, in short, the apex of the propaganda machine the Nazis had put into motion after their takeover in 1933."

He clicked the mouse, moving on to the first frame of the film. "Today, I'd like you all to watch the film, keep your mind open, see where it's trying to work on your sentiments. We're not going to watch the entire thing, though - just a good section of it. Afterwards, I want you all to find a partner. Discuss the tricks you've seen, how useful they would be, if you'd have noticed them if you weren't watching. What kind of impact would this film have had, you think?" Beat. "Get me a report of your findings next week, be it a paragraph or a page, I don't care."

And with that, he started the movie.

[[ open! ]]

DADA for Muggles [Wednesday, October 21, 5th period]

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"Hopefully your week off wasn't spent forgetting everything you learned in class," Sirius said with a slightly evil grin, "because today is your midterm."

"That's correct. Don't worry too much -- it's a practical exam," Remus said simply. "Today, we will be assigning pairs. Over the course of the week, the two of you will play Spy vs Spy attempt to disarm one another. Now -- " he added, looking around at the students, "there will be no injuries. Anyone caught hurting another student will be given immediate detention, and that will be the first of your worries. We are looking for disarming alone. Your opponent will declare a surrender to denote your successful disarming. Roughhousing is fine; anyone who uses their powers to give another student any kind of serious injury will be in trouble. And -- " he added quickly, "I do hope you all understand that attacking at the dance is absolutely not sportsmanlike. While a real attack in real life might take place in such an unexpected setting, this isn't a real attack, and I would be very sad if someone's dress was ripped or trousers torn."

"Or the punch bowl disturbed," Sirius added. "And we aren't going to be held accountable for what happens if you accidentally attack an alumni who looks like your target from the back. Today's lesson is for information gathering. Talk to the other students and learn your opponent's strengths and weaknesses. If you have powers, you are absolutely allowed to use them since fights in the real world are seldom even, but as Professor Lupin mentioned, use discretion. Listen carefully to the list as I read them," he said, reaching for a piece of parchment:

( Get ready to ruuuuuuumble! )

Library, October 21 [Wednesday]

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The first thing Gabrielle did when she got into the library was check in the copy of The Iliad that she'd borrowed; it was none the worse for wear, thank you very much, having spent the time safely stowed away in Argo's magical saddlebags of holding, wrapped in a roll of leather that was meant to be for the repair of a certain warrior princess's armor. (Gabrielle insisted this was perfectly fair payback for Xena letting their good paring knife get away . . . embedded in a warlord's thigh.)

The second thing she did was get out her copy of the play and start going over lines.

If you happened to walk into the library and catch her at just the right time, you might see her acting things out in front of the desk, the book in one hand while the other hand was waving around in grandiose gestures.

No, she didn't see anything wrong with this.

Punching People for Fun and Profit, Period 1 [Class Seven | 10/21/2009]

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Fred laughed a bit, amused about today's class. Again, it was in the Danger Shop for various needed reasons.

The room was a gym, the type with a boxing ring and various bags and equipment in other areas.

Fred stood by the side of the ring, wearing big red boxing gloves.

"Yeah, I decided to swap the schedule a bit," Fred said. "Bouncing we'll cover next week. This week, it's boxing. It's a sport, but it's a sport about hittin' people. Hell, before I taught here, that's what I was doin'. Now, rules vary a lot, so I ain't gonna worry too much about them today. In fact... hell, what else do you really need to know? Now get on your head gear, grab a mouth guard and some gloves, and I want to see you hit something. Whether it's a each other in the ring, one of the bags, or... well, I got a couple of guys programmed in that you can box with, too. Or, if you're feelin' crazy... me."

Fred then grabbed a hammer and rang the ringside bell. "Go to it. Or I'll throw a damn dodgeball at your head."

[ooc: OCD first, please Open, much like Glass Joe's defense.]