The Art of Haiku; Monday, Second Period [08/15].

[sake_shinigami]

One last time for the summer, meeting under the tree in the park by the duck pond, and on the right day this time, too, with some tea and little concern for the light rain that had been falling all morning. It just meant that Shunsui would do a bit of minor tweaking to his lesson plan (in so far as he had a lesson plan, anyway) to make it a bit more...well, thematic.

"Ohayō gozaimasu, ducklings ♥," he greeted them with his sleepy smile, a duck of his head, and already set to pouring out some tea to distribute to those who would wish to partake. "Hard to believe it will be our last class meeting for the summer already, neh ♥? I was thinking of perhaps squeezing in another focus on a specific poet for our final lesson, but I've decided to be a little more...topical ♥. After all, one of the key elements of haiku is its focus on nature, and so, with a little bit of a rain, we'll take that as inspiration, and go over a few rain-driven haiku to help hopefully inspire our own ♥.

"Let's begin, shall we ♥?"

2Paint2Ball, Monday - 4th Period

[imafuturist]

Since the teachers had oh-so-handwavily sent out communications to tell the class they could bring their own paintball equipment, should they have any, and their own protective gear, it shouldn't come as a huge surprise to see Tony and Steve dressed for Avengers work.

Getting paint out of the Iron Man suit was going to be a problem for the weekend.

Paint. Yes.

"It's our last class together, so why not go out with a bang?" Tony asked cheerfully. "Any equipment goes and we've increased the anti-gravity traps out there and randomized the locations."

Definitely paint. Why would anyone even have paintball cartridges that shot chocolate pudding, Anakin?

"Thank you, as always, for making the summer so much fun," Steve said, grinning. "I look forward to this class every week."

Maybe less so when he was taking chocolate pudding out of his cowl.

"So, without further ado, let's get started!" Tony also had no idea what fresh he'll his armor was in for.

Coping with the Non-Modern World, Monday Period 5

[tellmehowstuffworks]

"This is our last session together," Yennefer told her handful of students, "and I thought it would be a good time to discuss how to accept the things we--" Ugh. "--cannot change. Whether that be societal attitudes or overly complex technology. I know it's no fun to think about, but it is, unfortunately, reality. Sure, you might say you'll start a revolution, or invent the...whatever it is that's in cell phones, but the odds are against it. So. What's your plan?"

Please tell her, because she has never been any good at this.

British History, Monday

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

"Right, well. Today is our last day of class," Jon noted. "Which rather snuck up on me, so I haven't got an actual final planned, but those don't seem to be terribly important or usual here anyway. Instead, why don't we do this - you can all quiz me. Ask any questions you like about British history, and I will answer them to the best of my ability."

He shrugged. He could know a lot, he might as well make use of both an Oxford education and an eldritch fear god.

Treasure! [Monday, Period One]

[good_for_six]

It looked like your teachers had once again misused their budget to hold their final class at Cafe Fina, because why not end the summer with a mimosa brunch? Wasn't that the real treasure after all? Especially when you sent an email with cryptic directions to the class so they could feel like they really did their best to find the place?

"Welcome," Isabela greeted them cheerfully, drink in hand. "I'm glad to say that despite some worries in the middle there, you all seem to have figured out a thing or two about finding treasure!" Yes, she was looking at some of them more than others there.

"Especially when the real treasure was right in front you all along." Did Aphra mean friendship or bottomless brunch with bottomless mimsoas? Did anyone really care.

"So sit back and enjoy your well earned rewards and maybe we'll see you next time for some daring capers," Isabela said with teh confidence of someone who hadn't realised a terrible paperwork error was on the horizon.