Library, Sunday

[unusual_sith]

Lana was looking forward to the new term of classes, but right now they hadn't started yet and there were new students around, so she was opening the library and setting out a display of books about Earth and the United States and modern history.

And asking the books to please behave at least for one day. She could hope.

Adulting 101- Monday- 2nd period

[throughaphase]

The class was being held in a normal classroom today, because it was the start of a new semester and also a holiday and so there.

"Morning, everybody," Kitty greeted them. "My name's Kitty Pryde-Barton, and I don't really care what you call me, I answer to just about anything. So every once in a while I do this class, because I figure it's important for you to have some life skills when you get out into the world. I went to a boarding school sort of like this at your age, and then I went to college and all of a sudden it's bills and needing to get a job and place to live, and then you get older and it's about running things, and now I'm responsible for a whole new human life and what's up with that and I'm maybe getting ahead of myself. Anyway, there are some basic skills you should have when you're on your own, so that's what you're here to learn.

"The first week tends to be easy, so I want to know who you are, where you're from, and then we're going to talk a little. Let's start with you."

Civics - Art of Civil Disobedience Monday 4th Period

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack sat on the corner of her desk. Her feet didn’t touch the ground and one swung idly back and forth. She was waiting for the students to arrive. A new fresh batch of Gifted kids unlike any she’d worked with before.

This whole ‘nexus of realities’ island was a trip. Sometimes it was even a good trip, like now when she got to watch a new class file in and do the ‘seat where I can see everything but not in direct line of teacher fire’ choice. Her lips curved in a bit of a smirk.

Once the kids were seated she looked around the room and met their eyes in turn. Taking their measure.

"Listen up," she began, "My name is Jack. Not ‘Ms. Nought’, not ‘M’am’, not ‘Miss’. It’s not an attempt to be buddy-buddy or treat you like equals. We’re not equals. I’m the teacher, you’re the students. I don’t hold with any bull...crap; Jack is my name, that’s what you’ll use." Jack watched the students to see how they were taking that.

"How many of you know how to break the law?" she asked, "How many of you know when and why to break the law?" She didn't wait for an answer. She wanted them to think about it, not make them admit it in front of the class. Jack stood from the desk and moved to turn on a projector. "In this class, you’re going to learn the laws and you're going to learn when to break them and you’re going to learn why you might need to."

She met their eyes in turn again.

"And then? I’m going to show you how. Let's talk about the difference between laws and social justice to give you an overview."

( Class )

Jack looked around the room again. "Let's discuss. I doubt any of you are from a world that has no laws, because any group big enough to become a society will end up making some. Give an example - one - of a law that doesn't meet the definition of social justice. If you come from somewhere all the laws are just, give an example of one and tell me why it meets the definition."

[Syllabus is here.]

Acting 101; Monday, First Period [12/31].

[not_a_bird]

Ugghhh. What kind of school put a new teacher on for the first class on a Monday morning? On New Years Eve? Whoever did the schedules for this weird, dumb school was a total dick-weed.

...as if teaching one class a week was just going to be sooooo incredibly taxing on her.

And at least she wasn’t one of the losers stuck with classes tomorrow morning.

( Sweet Dee Teaches a Monologue Class. )

“And maybe,” she said with a tempting voice, figuring this next move would at least earn her a few Cool Teacher points, “if we get through them quickly,” since there were only three of you, “I’ll even let you out early today! Yeah?” She laughed at her own brilliance. “How you like them apples?”

“You’ve got five minutes to prep, and then let’s get this show on the road.”