Library, Monday [4/22]

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Gabrielle had escaped unscathed from the island's latest bout of unexpected insanity; seeing how many people, including her roommate, hadn't meant she felt pretty lucky about that. Not that she didn't think she could handle it just fine should she ever get saddled with an unexpected child of hers of improbable parentage who'd apparently grown up way too fast. (Which struck her as a uniquely Fandom sort of thing even she would never have to worry about at home. Gabrielle was a little naive, which was a surprise to no one but her.)

The outbreak of kids, though, meant that in her downtime between trips to the stacks and other errands she was thinking of ways to tell stories of her adventures with Xena in a more kid-friendly way.

. . . not that they weren't kid-friendly, just . . . um . . . okay, she wasn't really sure.

World Mythology -- Third Period -- Monday

[atreideslioness]

When the students arrived that day, they'd find the table along the back wall held plenty of juice boxes, granola, and yogurt, and Ghanima was standing off to the side of the classroom, occasionally saying something quietly into her mobile and looking high amused as a serious-seeming little girl sat on her desk. 

Well, she only looked serious until you recognized that glint in her eyes, and anyone from the Atreides or Trebond families would probably run screaming. 

"Good morning," she began, once everyone was settled.  "I am Elianne Sihaya, and Mother says I'm going to teach today, most likely because she thinks she's funny." 

( Therefore, we are going to touch on the Romans, and look at the tale of Romulus and Remus. )

"So, what do you think?  For those not normally in this class, after spending the weekend with your parents, would it be better or worse to be raised by a wolf?  What makes a 'parent?'  What is 'family?' Genetics, affection, support?  For the regular denizens of Fandom, what makes us 'your' children?  A quirk of the timeline, or something more eternal?"  Essie smiled at the class angelically.  "Discuss."

[OCD is up, credit for the class topic goes to the ever-creative mind of tyler_back !]

Build Your Own Philosophy, Period 2, 4/12/10

[tyler_gone]

An eight-year-old boy stood in front of the classroom today, as Tyler sat at his desk with a look that was half amusement and half terror on his face.

"Hey, I'm Miles," the boy said. "So I kept coming up with really cool ideas for classes, and Dad kept saying he was teaching philosophy, not science, so we can't make stuff blow up or build anything. And I said that was really boring, and he said too bad. And then I asked if I could teach if I came up with the class discussion topic. And he said sure, 'cause he didn't think I could."

"So I asked if God could make a sandwich so big he couldn't eat it. And he said that was something called the --" Forgetting the phrase, he looked to Tyler for guidance.

"Omnipotence paradox," Tyler supplied,passing around a handout. "We're going back to our discussions of God to talk about the omnipotence paradox."

"Right," Miles agreed. "Ommip'tence pair-docks. And I said that was still gonna be boring, and he said it was my idea and we were doing it." He gestured to the back of the room. "He let me bring my invisible ink kit, too, if anybody wants to do that instead."

Flight Club [after classes]

[momslilassassin]

"Mara, get out of there, please," Ben said to a tiny person already hidden inside the flight simulator.

"May I go first, Papa? Please?"

"Yes," Ben finally decided. "Hey, everyone," he said to the group with a small smile. "Since we have, um, visitors still, Tahiri and I decided that we'd show you some of the sorts of things we got to play with when we were kids."

And a lot of what was wrong with their childhoods was about to be made clear...

"Yeah, no random Winnebagos this week," Tahiri added. She'd left the programming of the sim to Anakin (Skywalker, since even she had to emphasize that in her own head this weekend, thanks, Raven) so as to avoid that happening again.

"Bet I could have figured out what went wrong there, Mom," Cassa piped up.

"Yeah, I bet you could have. But that was last week." Tahiri, who would not put it past her kid at all, grinned sheepishly.

"'course I could have. I've gotten to copilot the Falcon lots of times! Okay, just two."

"You've gotten to fly the Falcon twice?" Don't sulk, Ben, it's not attractive. "Anyway. This is a Corellian cruiser which might not look pretty, but is kind of a family heirloom. If you crash it, it won't be the first time, but please try not to crash it."

"But fixing it again is fun," Cassa objected.

Tahiri looked at Ben and shrugged. "I never get to fly it either, if that makes you feel any better. Anyway, if you don't feel like flying the fastest hunk of junk in our galaxy and want to stick to atmosphere, we've got hang gliders for you. We thought the kids might like that." Because neither of them thought there was anything wrong at all about letting young children dangle in midair from a light metal frame. Hang gliders had wings. It was more than they'd had at that age on some occasions.

"It's totally astral," Ben said enthusiastically, "especially off the top of a really tall building. It's even better without wings--" he caught his grandfather's glower and immediately corrected himself, "--but that's not for non-Jedi. So. Have fun!"

Study Hall, Monday [4/12]

[takesaftermom.livejournal.com]

Summer set out extra snacks and drinks, including juice boxes, in case anyone happened by with their kids. There were also coloring books and crayons. You know, for the little ones.

She was still somewhat surprised that the island hadn't granted her with any. She took a seat, smirking a bit and shaking her head as she found a magazine to leaf through. Only in Fandom.

[OCD up.]

Japanese Etiquette & Tradition, 4/12/10, Period 5

[shiroi_tiger]

When students filed into the classroom today they'd see... A note on the board, telling them to get their behinds outside again.

And once they were outside, they would find Algren waiting for them, with a selection of baseballs, bats, and gloves waiting for them.

"I figured I would give the lot of you a break, considering how many are likely to have a small child with them," he said with a hint of a smirk. "And even if you don't, I imagine you can use a bit of downtime after the bustle of the weekend. All of you, grab a glove, pair off with one of your kids or with one another, and play catch or try to hit the ball with the bat."

Ah, bonding.

"If you're worried about the upcoming final, re-read your notes over the course of the week. For now, just play ball."

[Open class is open~]

Horror 101, Monday

[chosehumanity]

Mitchell wasn't... looking quite as collected as usual today. He was leaning against the back of the classroom, and that was that. In the center of the room were a big stack of fairy tale books, most of them European.

"So I gather you're all a bit busy right now," he started, "I thought I'd get something full of horror for the younger ones. And I have fingerpaints. You know."

A beat.

"Encourage your children to write. Or draw. Or do it yourself. Make something scary and show it off. Enjoy the vacation. And remember - this is how most of us start with our horror. As cautionary tales."

[[ wait for the ocd up! ]]

Ethics [Tuesday, April 13, 2nd period]

[sith_happened]

Anakin was certainly not missing the barely controlled chaos of the last few days. Really. Not at all.

...he was definitely not missing his creepy namesake.

"There's a very famous story on this world, of the lady or the tiger. The king in this tale has his own sense of justice: instead of a court system, he had an arena with two doors. Behind one door was a beautiful woman, handpicked by the king. Behind the other was a tiger. If you chose the tiger, you were eaten and declared guilty. If you chose the lady, you were considered innocent and married the lady. The king didn't care about your current marital status or sexual orientation, apparently."

He leaned back against his desk. "One day the king discovered that his daughter had been having an affair with someone far below her station, so the man was arrested and tossed into the arena. Now the princess knew which door has what behind it, and her lover looked up to her for advice. She had two choices: watch her love die, or watch him marry another woman. The story ends with the princess telling him which door to open, but leaves us hanging as to what waited behind it."

Anakin smiled. "Your task today is two-fold. First, pair up with a classmate and decide what the princess did. Then tell me what you would have done in the princess's place."

Outdoor Fitness and Strategy [Monday, Period One]

[doubleohblonde]

The class had gotten an email to come down to the Danger Shop for this class, where they would have found Bond and a rather large jumping castle in the shape of the school

"Good morning, class and guests," Bond greeted them, looking far too pleased with himself. "Due to the not-entirely-unexpected events of the weekend, today's planned class has undergone some restructuring."

He gestured towards the jumping castle. "You may all make use of the provided equipment, just try to keep your progeny from getting into too much trouble."

[ooc: wait for ocd up.]

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