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fandomhigh2009-12-07 11:54 pm
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Fandom vs. The Real World- 2nd Period- Class #14
When the students came in to class today, they'd find the room completely decked out in Christmas decorations, complete with a tree and wreaths and all that stuff you'd find littering six aisles of your local Wal-Mart between August and December. Yes, Aeryn had made Fosse do most of it.
"This week, we're going to talk about Christmas," Aeryn began. "There are many holidays around this time, and while I don't wish to make anyone think they're any less important, Christmas is the holiday that will get jammed down your throats until you're filled with cheer and goodwill, and I don't even know. Christmas is celebrating the birth of a baby god named Jesus in December- depending on who you listen to- who was born in a barn to a woman who had never had sex. From what I've gathered, she was supposed to be human, and not a self-reproducing species. Then he would grow up and die, and then we would have Easter, which is an entirely different class because I have yet to find the meaning of the bunny.
"Meanwhile there is Santa Claus, who is a morbidly obese old man in a red suit who rides in a sleigh driven by reindeer- one of which may be slightly radioactive- around the sky. He helps celebrate the birth of the baby god. Somehow. He defies physics and the laws of time by traveling all over the world and dropping down chimneys in a blatant yet somehow allowable act of breaking and entering, and leaves presents for good girls and boys under the tree. Bad girls and boys get coal. I personally think this will only serve to make them worse girls and boys. There is also the issue of what happens when the children live in an apartment, or someplace where chimneys aren't common. Oh, and you're supposed to leave cookies and milk for Santa, as an offering. This is how he became morbidly obese, I think. He also does work before Christmas, by sitting in malls and letting children sit on his lap to tell him what they want, so he can prepare. Sometimes, if they can't get to him, they write letters. And in addition to all of this, the stores expect you to do the shopping while using Santa as a promotional tool. I don't know what they're trying to say with that, except that they want your money.
"This is a family holiday, and every family has different traditions. There is usually a family dinner, and people sitting around to open presents, whether they are from Santa or not. The entire holiday is supposed to promote togetherness and make everyone feel good about things, usually by stuffing themselves with food."
She had it down better than she did four years ago, believe it or not.
"Now I do have a surprise for you, but that will wait a microt. I'm sure you have questions, so feel free to ask." And oh yes, they would be answered.
"This week, we're going to talk about Christmas," Aeryn began. "There are many holidays around this time, and while I don't wish to make anyone think they're any less important, Christmas is the holiday that will get jammed down your throats until you're filled with cheer and goodwill, and I don't even know. Christmas is celebrating the birth of a baby god named Jesus in December- depending on who you listen to- who was born in a barn to a woman who had never had sex. From what I've gathered, she was supposed to be human, and not a self-reproducing species. Then he would grow up and die, and then we would have Easter, which is an entirely different class because I have yet to find the meaning of the bunny.
"Meanwhile there is Santa Claus, who is a morbidly obese old man in a red suit who rides in a sleigh driven by reindeer- one of which may be slightly radioactive- around the sky. He helps celebrate the birth of the baby god. Somehow. He defies physics and the laws of time by traveling all over the world and dropping down chimneys in a blatant yet somehow allowable act of breaking and entering, and leaves presents for good girls and boys under the tree. Bad girls and boys get coal. I personally think this will only serve to make them worse girls and boys. There is also the issue of what happens when the children live in an apartment, or someplace where chimneys aren't common. Oh, and you're supposed to leave cookies and milk for Santa, as an offering. This is how he became morbidly obese, I think. He also does work before Christmas, by sitting in malls and letting children sit on his lap to tell him what they want, so he can prepare. Sometimes, if they can't get to him, they write letters. And in addition to all of this, the stores expect you to do the shopping while using Santa as a promotional tool. I don't know what they're trying to say with that, except that they want your money.
"This is a family holiday, and every family has different traditions. There is usually a family dinner, and people sitting around to open presents, whether they are from Santa or not. The entire holiday is supposed to promote togetherness and make everyone feel good about things, usually by stuffing themselves with food."
She had it down better than she did four years ago, believe it or not.
"Now I do have a surprise for you, but that will wait a microt. I'm sure you have questions, so feel free to ask." And oh yes, they would be answered.
Re: Santa Claus!
Though she did pause long enough to give Anakin a dubious look. "Are we really sitting on your lap?" she asked.
Re: Santa Claus!
Re: Santa Claus!
Thank you
handwavytrip to the mall in New Gotham over Thanksgiving break.She called in her phone and gave Anakin a very large smile. "Santa, I would like to tell you what I'd like for this nonsensical holiday, please."
Re: Santa Claus!
Re: Santa Claus!
She smiled prettily and held the phone out at arm's length. Yay pictures with Santakin! It's tradition!
Re: Santa Claus!
Re: Santa Claus!
And was already saving the picture and texting it to Ben. Merry Christmas indeed.