Sex And Candy, Wednesday, Second Period

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Cindy had left a note on the classroom door telling the students to head up to the Danger Shop. As the students arrived, they would see that it had been programmed to look like a beautiful garden. A closer examination would show that everything in the garden was edible--more than simply edible, even. Much of it was candy. Spun-sugar flowers decorated the path. The bark of the trees might be made of candied peppermint, or peanut brittle, or simple chocolate. Even the 'dirt' was made of crumbled cookie pieces, with gummy worms burrowing through. Colorful rocks were little pieces of hard candy and the weeping willow dangled branches of thin caramel over the path. The apple tree was growing candy apples, of every different variety, and the tiny lemon tree gushed lemonade when the bark was cut.

Today, class was held in a garden full of moddable candy and treats.

A really sharp observer might notice that there was no sign of Cindy.

[Please wait for OCD up]

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Re: Candy Eaters

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Cindy laughed at that. See? This was why she enjoyed having George in her classes. "It could be," she agreed. "Many of these stories came from times where social stratification was much stricter and less-forgiving than they are now. It's all well and good to have deserving maidens and younger sons marrying the local prince or princess in stories, but it wouldn't have happened all that often in real life. Accepting one's own lot is a hard lesson to learn, but an important one."

Re: Candy Eaters

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"Plus it's easier to keep your kids in line if they're scared," she added. "And you have to wonder if the kings wouldn't have bitched out the princes and princesses for marrying some commoner, anyway. Aren't they supposed to be married off for political reasons?"

After a moment, she felt it necessary to add, "... The fairy tales were ... probably the poison thing, like everyone else was saying? I just ... wanted to be different."

Re: Candy Eaters

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Cindy smiled at her. "There really isn't only one right answer, George," she said gently. "In fact, one of the answers that I was sad that no one had mentioned was the parallels to the story of Eden and eating of the forbidden fruit. Which a lot of people consider to be God keeping mankind limited and ignorant. The forbidden often leads to knowledge, whether for good or for ill, and knowledge makes people question what everyone else considers to be 'right.' So don't discount your instincts, George. They're good ones."