Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote in
fandomhigh2014-07-08 05:01 pm
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Whatever 101, Tuesday, Period 3
Class was again meeting in the Danger Shop. This week, the space was a big field of grass on top a hill, with a moderately sunny but cloudy blue sky up above. Yes, maybe they could've found something similar by actually going outdoors, but Kate liked being able to control the environment. And how warm or humid it was.
"Today, we're going to look for shapes in clouds," she announced. Yes, this was an actual class you were taking at a high school. "Basically, what we'll do is we're gonna lay down and look up at the sky and all the wonderful computer-generated clouds and try to make sense of them as familiar shapes. It jogs your creativity." Maybe. "And I guess it might strenthen your spatial reasoning, or something. Mostly, it's just fun and relaxing and I know for sure everyone needs that sometimes."
Especially people living in a haunted house, like she was vaguely aware they did.
"So, everyone, flop down. You can freestyle your shape-spotting, or you can hold up your hands and frame a part of the sky with your fingers, like you might do if you were figuring out what kind of a photograph to take. Talk about what you see. Or don't, it's up to you. Like, maybe you have a terminally filthy mind and everyone doesn't wanna hear about it. Use your brains."
With that, she moved to lay down in the grass, and pointed up at the sky.
"See, I can already totally see a corgi."
"Today, we're going to look for shapes in clouds," she announced. Yes, this was an actual class you were taking at a high school. "Basically, what we'll do is we're gonna lay down and look up at the sky and all the wonderful computer-generated clouds and try to make sense of them as familiar shapes. It jogs your creativity." Maybe. "And I guess it might strenthen your spatial reasoning, or something. Mostly, it's just fun and relaxing and I know for sure everyone needs that sometimes."
Especially people living in a haunted house, like she was vaguely aware they did.
"So, everyone, flop down. You can freestyle your shape-spotting, or you can hold up your hands and frame a part of the sky with your fingers, like you might do if you were figuring out what kind of a photograph to take. Talk about what you see. Or don't, it's up to you. Like, maybe you have a terminally filthy mind and everyone doesn't wanna hear about it. Use your brains."
With that, she moved to lay down in the grass, and pointed up at the sky.
"See, I can already totally see a corgi."
