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Journalism Class - Monday September 12
Spider's cat is draped over one shoulder, smoking as usual, when he stalks into the classroom. He's carrying a box under one arm labeled, 'Gavin' and limping slightly.
"Nice to see so many of you here already," although his tone isn't exactly encouraging as he puts the box on the desk and dislodges the two-faced cat. "Take dictation. Anyone who doesn't have their homework in by Wednesday," and he turned, watching his words appear on the screen behind his desk, "will be forcibly ejected from my class."
Turning again, he scowled at the room at large. "For the new arrivals, I'm Spider Jerusalem, your Journalism professor. I don't want to be here and I hate you. Accept those two facts as being both incontrovertable and impersonal and we'll get on just fine. Thus far, I've been relatively lenient with my students but 90% of your grade is going to be on class participation and we haven't seen much of that so far."
Spider folded his arms and leaned back against his desk. "Every student who walks through those doors this morning is going to stop and address the class as to why they are taking Journalism this semester and what they expect to get from it. Assistant?" He looked over the top of his glasses at Phoebe and her bruises. "Have you been to the clinic for those yet?"
"Nice to see so many of you here already," although his tone isn't exactly encouraging as he puts the box on the desk and dislodges the two-faced cat. "Take dictation. Anyone who doesn't have their homework in by Wednesday," and he turned, watching his words appear on the screen behind his desk, "will be forcibly ejected from my class."
Turning again, he scowled at the room at large. "For the new arrivals, I'm Spider Jerusalem, your Journalism professor. I don't want to be here and I hate you. Accept those two facts as being both incontrovertable and impersonal and we'll get on just fine. Thus far, I've been relatively lenient with my students but 90% of your grade is going to be on class participation and we haven't seen much of that so far."
Spider folded his arms and leaned back against his desk. "Every student who walks through those doors this morning is going to stop and address the class as to why they are taking Journalism this semester and what they expect to get from it. Assistant?" He looked over the top of his glasses at Phoebe and her bruises. "Have you been to the clinic for those yet?"
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So, uh, I guess I hope to get out of being eaten by a giant snake?
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