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The Great Outdoors | Friday | Period 1
When given the choice of being inside or outside, Fraser was always going to choose outside and that held true for his class as well. Today, the class was meeting down near Serenity Cove. There were no desks, no chairs, no nothing. Just one teacher, one deaf wolf, and his students.
"Good morning," Fraser said, sounding far more chipper than usual if that was possible, "and welcome to The Great Outdoors. I am Constable Benton Fraser and most of you may know me already. I'm usually the head of school security but I've also decided to teach this term. I hope you all enjoy being outdoors because it will take some rather intense circumstances to send us back into the classroom. There's far too much to do out here than there is in there."
Fraser grinned and started a slow pace, hands behind his back. "We're going to start easy today, though. This class is intended to teach you that the outdoors is more than just what you can see. There's far more than just looking at the grass, seeing animals move through the trees and feeling the wind in your hair. That's superficial and, while important, is just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. There's incredible amounts of wonder and beauty if you take the time to look hard enough and to wait. Patience and time. We have that."
Someone was a bit excited about this course. Could you tell? I bet you could. "Today, we're going to start simple. We're going to introduce ourselves and then I want to walk along this area and make a note of something you hadn't noticed before. It can be anything. It can be specific or general, silly or not. It's just a simple exercise to turn your focus to seeing more than meets the eye. So, with that said, I am Constable Benton Fraser, I am a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, working a a liaison, and I've eight dogs, including Diefenbaker," he said, motioning to the wolf at his side, "and I've lived on this island for over three years. Name, class and any one fact you'd like to tell me about yourself. Go ahead."
"Good morning," Fraser said, sounding far more chipper than usual if that was possible, "and welcome to The Great Outdoors. I am Constable Benton Fraser and most of you may know me already. I'm usually the head of school security but I've also decided to teach this term. I hope you all enjoy being outdoors because it will take some rather intense circumstances to send us back into the classroom. There's far too much to do out here than there is in there."
Fraser grinned and started a slow pace, hands behind his back. "We're going to start easy today, though. This class is intended to teach you that the outdoors is more than just what you can see. There's far more than just looking at the grass, seeing animals move through the trees and feeling the wind in your hair. That's superficial and, while important, is just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. There's incredible amounts of wonder and beauty if you take the time to look hard enough and to wait. Patience and time. We have that."
Someone was a bit excited about this course. Could you tell? I bet you could. "Today, we're going to start simple. We're going to introduce ourselves and then I want to walk along this area and make a note of something you hadn't noticed before. It can be anything. It can be specific or general, silly or not. It's just a simple exercise to turn your focus to seeing more than meets the eye. So, with that said, I am Constable Benton Fraser, I am a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, working a a liaison, and I've eight dogs, including Diefenbaker," he said, motioning to the wolf at his side, "and I've lived on this island for over three years. Name, class and any one fact you'd like to tell me about yourself. Go ahead."
Class Activity [TGO 05/14]
Re: Class Activity [TGO 05/14]
And promptly losing the next ten minutes to an overly poetic internal monologue about the way the colors came out differently depending on what angle the light hit the shell from.
It meant she tripped over a rock jutting out of the sand, and tumbled less than gracefully face-first into the beach.
. . . she hadn't noticed that rock before. Duly noted now.
Re: Class Activity [TGO 05/14]
Oh, wait, that's right. He didn't.
Easy assignment for Ariel, then! Ha! Bouncing a little on her toes, Ariel was happy to look around (trying to spot litter to slip into her pockets, mostly), and just tried to spot something that didn't make her seem too obviously from a different world. It was the cove, so that narrowed it down before. There was a bit more of a blurred line here.
Still, she probably could have chosen better than grass poking out of the sand, which she now stroked her fingers through like it was hair or sea weed.