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fandomhigh2015-04-24 02:02 pm
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Powers, Identity and the World: Embracing the Real You - Friday, Period One
"So, it's our last class together," Rinoa said, leaning back against the desk as she surveyed the crowd of students. "There isn't a final, as I'm sure you've guessed. It hasn't been that kind of a class. All Jono and I wanted to do, really, was give you guys a space to talk about who you are, and understand the parts of yourself that get complicated. Not just powers, if you have them, but being you, a teenager, and how sometimes it's hard to be just-you if you do have powers, but it's not impossible. The way that all of it intersects."
She was rambling again. They had to expect that by now.
"Today we want you guys to write down a paragraph," she said. "Just tell us if the class was helpful at all, anything that was useful from it, anything you may have learned or thought about or considered from a new viewpoint as a result. If you didn't learn anything, or think about anything, you can just leave it blank. And then you can go, or you can stay and talk to either of us, or each other, if you'd like."
She hesitated, glancing over at Jono before continuing on. She hadn't really cleared this part with her co-teacher; she hadn't even realized she was going to say it before just this moment.
"When I was your age, I felt so alone," she said. "I mean, I had friends, plenty of them, but I'm the only Sorceress in my world. I know Jono's not the only mutant, in his, but it's still hard, being Different in a world of people who are mostly Normal. Maybe it's not the case for you; maybe you're totally normal, where you're from, and that's a good thing. But if you ever feel alone, like I did, and like no one understands, or like you need to talk to someone about all the messiness you're going through ... I work down at the Magic Box. Come find me and we can have tea or something. I don't know that I'll know how to help, but I can always listen. You aren't alone, okay?"
Jono nodded his assent. //I'm not teaching this next term, but I'll be down at Groovy Tunes. You're all welcome to stop in any time. Day or night.//
Rinoa grinned, glad that he didn't mind her improvising. (And that he agreed, but really, she'd expected that one.) "We live over the store," she said. "And we're generally up late, so if it's two AM, we're probably awake, watching bad horror movies. Anyway. That's all I wanted to say."
She was rambling again. They had to expect that by now.
"Today we want you guys to write down a paragraph," she said. "Just tell us if the class was helpful at all, anything that was useful from it, anything you may have learned or thought about or considered from a new viewpoint as a result. If you didn't learn anything, or think about anything, you can just leave it blank. And then you can go, or you can stay and talk to either of us, or each other, if you'd like."
She hesitated, glancing over at Jono before continuing on. She hadn't really cleared this part with her co-teacher; she hadn't even realized she was going to say it before just this moment.
"When I was your age, I felt so alone," she said. "I mean, I had friends, plenty of them, but I'm the only Sorceress in my world. I know Jono's not the only mutant, in his, but it's still hard, being Different in a world of people who are mostly Normal. Maybe it's not the case for you; maybe you're totally normal, where you're from, and that's a good thing. But if you ever feel alone, like I did, and like no one understands, or like you need to talk to someone about all the messiness you're going through ... I work down at the Magic Box. Come find me and we can have tea or something. I don't know that I'll know how to help, but I can always listen. You aren't alone, okay?"
Jono nodded his assent. //I'm not teaching this next term, but I'll be down at Groovy Tunes. You're all welcome to stop in any time. Day or night.//
Rinoa grinned, glad that he didn't mind her improvising. (And that he agreed, but really, she'd expected that one.) "We live over the store," she said. "And we're generally up late, so if it's two AM, we're probably awake, watching bad horror movies. Anyway. That's all I wanted to say."
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