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fandomhigh2016-07-05 07:26 am
furnaceface) wrote in fandomhigh2016-07-05 07:26 am
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Coping With Change - Tuesday, Period One
"Hello, everybody!" Cecil beamed and waved at the students.
//Ah, hello class,// Jono echoed, looking a little less enthusiastic but no less comfortable at the front of the room, fire and all. He didn't wave, just sort of gave a nod of his head. //Welcome to Coping With Change. I'm Jonothon, please, just call me Jon or Jono. 'Professor' is somebody else.//
"And I'm Cecil. You can call me Cecil, I suppose," Cecil said. "We're here to teach you all sorts of things about coping with change, and hopefully it'll be really useful." He had pulled the obvious straw for this class.
Jono gave Cecil an amused side-eye before deciding to pull the other straw and kick into a proper lecture.
//If you're in our class, it's probably likely that you've been through some manner of extreme change, or you're expecting one in the future. Maybe you're taking this class as a precaution, just in case something happens down the road. Or,// he sounded a touch wry, //you're here because of an office mix-up. Those happen. You're welcome to swap out if you feel as though you're in the wrong class, though it might be worth sticking around all the same. You never know; you might learn something.//
"And really, who doesn't have some sort of weird changes in their life, right?" Cecil asked. "I mean, there's puberty, and extra limbs, and city-wide calamities, and all sorts of things every year. It couldn't hurt to learn how to deal with them."
... The hell of it was, Jono could only just nod his agreement to that one. The other school he taught at had basically all of those things on a regular basis.
//For the duration of this class, you can expect not only theory, but also candid discussion as to how that theory can be applied to your own personal situations. Cecil and I won't require you to share anything sensitive with the room at large, though of course you're welcome to contribute to the conversations with personal experience if you feel comfortable doing so. And if you don't but you'd still like somebody to talk to who might be outside of your situations, Cecil and I are both willing to make the time. I even keep rum on hand to bribe the squirrels for privacy, if you'd rather things not end up in the morning gossip.//
Whereas Cecil was likely to broadcast everything. Not that he was on radio at the moment. It was habit.
"So let's start by finding out who we all are!" Cecil said. "Well, who everybody else is. Unless you don't know who you are, either, in which case, just give us a name to call you by until you figure it out."
//If you'd like to share with us your reasons for taking this class, or any changes that you've been through or are expecting to go through that you'd like to be able to apply this to, please, feel free, but don't feel as though you have to, either. And before anybody asks, no, the telepathic speech doesn't mean I'm reading anybody's minds.//
Look, he got that question at least once or twice a year. Better to cut it off at the pass now.
"Or me," Cecil added. "That would just be rude." Also impossible. But still worth stating.
[OOC: Open!]
//Ah, hello class,// Jono echoed, looking a little less enthusiastic but no less comfortable at the front of the room, fire and all. He didn't wave, just sort of gave a nod of his head. //Welcome to Coping With Change. I'm Jonothon, please, just call me Jon or Jono. 'Professor' is somebody else.//
"And I'm Cecil. You can call me Cecil, I suppose," Cecil said. "We're here to teach you all sorts of things about coping with change, and hopefully it'll be really useful." He had pulled the obvious straw for this class.
Jono gave Cecil an amused side-eye before deciding to pull the other straw and kick into a proper lecture.
//If you're in our class, it's probably likely that you've been through some manner of extreme change, or you're expecting one in the future. Maybe you're taking this class as a precaution, just in case something happens down the road. Or,// he sounded a touch wry, //you're here because of an office mix-up. Those happen. You're welcome to swap out if you feel as though you're in the wrong class, though it might be worth sticking around all the same. You never know; you might learn something.//
"And really, who doesn't have some sort of weird changes in their life, right?" Cecil asked. "I mean, there's puberty, and extra limbs, and city-wide calamities, and all sorts of things every year. It couldn't hurt to learn how to deal with them."
... The hell of it was, Jono could only just nod his agreement to that one. The other school he taught at had basically all of those things on a regular basis.
//For the duration of this class, you can expect not only theory, but also candid discussion as to how that theory can be applied to your own personal situations. Cecil and I won't require you to share anything sensitive with the room at large, though of course you're welcome to contribute to the conversations with personal experience if you feel comfortable doing so. And if you don't but you'd still like somebody to talk to who might be outside of your situations, Cecil and I are both willing to make the time. I even keep rum on hand to bribe the squirrels for privacy, if you'd rather things not end up in the morning gossip.//
Whereas Cecil was likely to broadcast everything. Not that he was on radio at the moment. It was habit.
"So let's start by finding out who we all are!" Cecil said. "Well, who everybody else is. Unless you don't know who you are, either, in which case, just give us a name to call you by until you figure it out."
//If you'd like to share with us your reasons for taking this class, or any changes that you've been through or are expecting to go through that you'd like to be able to apply this to, please, feel free, but don't feel as though you have to, either. And before anybody asks, no, the telepathic speech doesn't mean I'm reading anybody's minds.//
Look, he got that question at least once or twice a year. Better to cut it off at the pass now.
"Or me," Cecil added. "That would just be rude." Also impossible. But still worth stating.
[OOC: Open!]
Re: Introductions
... No, he was marrying the psychiatrist. There had to be at least a LITTLE bit of crazy involved.
No reason.
Re: Introductions
"Did you just make my point for me?"
Re: Introductions
Jono shrugged. Hey, it made sense to him.
In that crazy person sort of way.
//Just go with it. It's probably easier that way.//
Re: Introductions
Her face brightened. "In fact, if you want to make a bet on it..."
Re: Introductions
Or how frequently said other school got blown up.
Re: Introductions
Her tone clearly said that she found that hard to believe, and yet... wouldn't it be fascinating if they were?
Re: Introductions
Quentin Quire, anarchist and future Phoenix, Jonothon was thinking of you.
Re: Introductions
If only it didn't involve actually putting in effort to things she didn't find useful.
Re: Introductions
//Believe me, Kaylin,// Jono said wryly, //on a list of worst students I've had, you wouldn't be in my top ten. You're fine.//
Re: Introductions
Kaylin looked up at him, then ducked her head. "That might be the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."
At least that she'd believed.