Comparative Culture, Tuesday, Period One

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Today's food offerings were back to hot drinks and pastries. Also popcorn. That and the projector screen might have given the class a clue about what this morning's class would involve.

"Good morning," Bond greeted the class once they'd all arrived. "Once again we'll be looking at a film, however today's offering comes from a non-US American culture. As such, not only do I want you to consider what kinds of concerns and values the culture that created this film might have, I also want you to be on the lookout for elements that you don't understand, for example jokes you don't eat, and also unfamiliar themes. For example, American films often have themes of individualism and exceptionalism, where the hero stands alone."

"With that in mind, let's start watching."

[Class Roster]

Heroic Tales, Wednesday, Period Two

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Once again, class was nautically themed and being held in the Danger Shop. This time, though, as soon as they arrived the students would be climbing aboard a submarine that was a replica of the one described in Eighty Thousand Kilometres Beneath The Ocean.

"Today, in the spirit of Mr. Verne's adventure tale, we too are going to explore the ocean!" Thor told his class. "I have it on good authority that of all his stories, this one has stood the test of time with regards to the scientific theories mentioned within the novel. So once everyone has found a suitable vantage point," he gestured to the large viewing area at the bow of the submarine, and then the several large portholes along both port and starboard, "we shall depart."

With that, Thor (gently) pressed a button on the control console, and they were off.

Keeping Your Advantage: Terrain and You [Weds, 3rd Period]

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The class had been handwavily instructed to meet in the Danger Shop today. Ghanima was not going to field-trip this one. "Welcome back," Ghanima said as the students entered the Danger Shop. She was standing beside two large trunks, and the room was blank, not yet assigned an environment. "Today, we're going a bit farther north than many of you, myself included, are accustomed to."

She pressed a button on the remote, and suddenly the students would find themselves surrounded by snow. "Welcome to the Arctic!" Ghanima said cheerfully, apparently unbothered by the sudden drop in climate.

( There are strange things done in the midnight sun / by the men who moil for gold; / The Arctic trails have their secret tales / That would make your blood run cold )

"Now get to work," she said, opening the second chest to distribute tools to the class before taking a knife for herself. She wasn't going to ask the students to do something that she was unwilling to attempt herself. "Feel free to work solo or in groups. I programmed the room so that we've got one hour to dark, and you don't want to be caught out without a place to sleep."

How To Get By In A Hostile World, Wednesday

[suitably_heroic]

Wonder upon wonders, Atton was here on time today, supporting ten days' worth of stubble and a black Jedi tunic. He'd told everyone to come to the Danger Shop - which was outfitted like a giant grocery store. Through the doors to his left was a kitchen.

He was sitting on the checkout counter. Of course he was.

"On our second week, I already had some of you guys trying to deal with the five credits-- bucks situation," he said. "This week, you get ten. Congratulations. Except your next paycheck doesn't come in for another six days, and you do need to eat. So." He spread his arms. "Go shopping! Then go next door and figure out how to use your ten dollars worth of shopping to cook something edible that leaves enough leftovers to help you survive for another day. Maybe two. Have fun."

That might've been the driest 'have fun' ever uttered between these walls.