Summertime Arts and Crafts!, Tuesday, Fourth Period [07/12].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

It would seem that rain was coming in later that afternoon, and so Sidon, not wanting to risk having some perfectly good arts and crafts ruined by sudden showers, was holding class inside the community center again. And there, at the various tables, the students would find awaiting for them a wide plethora of different sea shells, of all moddable shapes and sizes, as well as a good deal of string, pieces of driftwood and sticks, as well as circular rings, cutting and trimming supplies, and other various sundry bits and tools that would be needed.

"Hello, everyone!" Sidon beamed out his grinning, enthusiastic greeting as he gestured to to supplies before them. "And welcome back, to another day of summer time arts and crafting! Today, we will be making seashell art, and while there is a wide variety of artistic endeavors one might pursue with seashells as their medium, today, I would like to focus specifically on creating a variety of different sea shell mobiles that will add a nice touch of seaside splendor to any decor!

"Now, there are several different ways to go about this, and you may very well have you own idea as to how you'd like to construct your mobile, but allow me to at least go over a few slightly different ones so that you can determine which style is best for you! Or it may be none of them, and you have something completely different in store! Only one way to find out! Let's begin!"

Cuisines of Earth, Tuesday

[sharp_man]

"Good afternoon," Hannibal greeted them all when they arrived at Portalocity. "We're heading to Morocco today. It's in Africa, the continent south of the one we last went to, at the northern end."

He led them through the portal and into a bustling street surrounded by stalls. "Marrakech, Morocco," he explained. "Morocco has been a hub of trade for centuries, and its spices and cuisine reflect that. Mediterranean and Arabic cuisines are the strongest influences, and olive oil, fruits, grains, and a number of meats, including lamb, are common."

He led them further down the street. "Today we will be eating at Dar Cherifa, a restaurant meant as a calm oasis in the midst of the souks - the markets. It features a fairly traditional and varied menu. I will order a number of things for us, and you're welcome to order your own as well."

He nodded at the waiter as they were led to their table. "The predominant languages here are Arabic and Berber, but most people will also speak French, and some will know Spanish or English. Please don't hesitate to ask should you have any questions."

Flight and Flying 2- Tuesday

[solo_sword]

Today the Danger Shop looked like a lot of metal and catwalks, and there was a giant rocket ship ahead of them. Wonder what this class is about.

"Where I come from, space travel is a normal thing," Jaina said. "You can hop between planets pretty easily, we have hyperspace, you don't feel the effects of these things in the ships. Here on Earth, that's not the case. It's still fairly new here, and trips into space can still be events, and you very much feel what's happening. Today you're going to get to suit up like astronauts if you want, and get the simulated experience of going into space on a rocket ship. I do have to warn that it can be intense, so if you don't want to deal with it or you have medical conditions, it's okay to sit this one out and you can watch everyone else on this monitor over here. So those of you who are going, let's get ready."

Extremely Unsafe Science With Beaker, Tuesday, July 12, 2022

[meepmeepmeep]

When the students arrived in the Danger Shop, they would find Beaker behind lab table and a small, furry weasel in glasses, a suit, and a tie standing next to him.

Before Beaker could open his mouth, the weasel began to speak. "I'm Joe from Legal," he began, adjusting his glasses, "here to assure you that Mr. Beaker is not in breach of his teaching contract for getting so distracted by fireworks last week than he neglected to show up for class. ALLEGEDLY."

Using "allegedly" made him a real lawyer. Everyone knew that.

Beaker nodded emphatically, then pulled out an absolutely enormous number of fireworks from under the table.

"The school would like to remind you that in signing up for this class you have waived the right to sue for loss or gaining of limbs, minor or major smoke inhalation, and turning into animals, minerals or vegetables for any duration of time. You are also solely responsible for any mistakes you may make to the space-time continuum," Joe from Legal rattled off, shoving a bunch of papers towards Beaker. "Sign here."

Beaker put the fireworks down on the table--how was one of them lit already?--and signed.

"Hold onto your legal briefs, kids!" Joe said, throwing his head back and laughing uproariously at his own joke before racing out of the room just in time for the firework to explode against the Danger Shop ceiling.

"MEEP!" Beaker said, clapping excitedly. "Meep meep meep?"

Who else wanted to make things explode? All of you, right?