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Culture Shock: Adjusting to Life on the Weird Side | Tuesday, Period 2
"Hello, class!" Cecil beamed at them all. "Now that we've covered a few of the immediate things, we thought we'd go back to some of the basics. Like...classes! You've all got classes, right? Otherwise you're really in the wrong place, because - well, this is a class. So, how are your classes? Like, were you home-schooled before and you have a small family, so you've never been in a group like this? Or are you more used to having normal classes like Geology, Marksmanship, and Modified Sumerian?"
"Oh, hey, I learned marksmanship too," Kanan mused. "I mean, I learned it from a Kalleran scoundrel who tried to sell me on more than one occasion, but... important life skills."
That was much easier to discuss than his education at the temple, which he wasn't going to touch on for the life of him, thanks.
"But there, that's another possibility," he added. "No formal classes at all, but practical lessons, possibly apprenticeships or internships, meant to give you hands-on experience instead of stuffing a book in your hands and telling you to read three chapters before the next lesson."
"Not that reading isn't important," Cecil said gravely. "It's just highly dangerous and best taught in a controlled environment."
Kanan side-eyed Cecil for a moment.
...
You do you, Cecil. You do you.
"Anyway," he said, shaking out of that moment and crossing his arms in front of his chest, "school here. Probably different from what you're used to back home. Let's talk about how, and what you're doing here to adjust to that change."
"Oh, hey, I learned marksmanship too," Kanan mused. "I mean, I learned it from a Kalleran scoundrel who tried to sell me on more than one occasion, but... important life skills."
That was much easier to discuss than his education at the temple, which he wasn't going to touch on for the life of him, thanks.
"But there, that's another possibility," he added. "No formal classes at all, but practical lessons, possibly apprenticeships or internships, meant to give you hands-on experience instead of stuffing a book in your hands and telling you to read three chapters before the next lesson."
"Not that reading isn't important," Cecil said gravely. "It's just highly dangerous and best taught in a controlled environment."
Kanan side-eyed Cecil for a moment.
...
You do you, Cecil. You do you.
"Anyway," he said, shaking out of that moment and crossing his arms in front of his chest, "school here. Probably different from what you're used to back home. Let's talk about how, and what you're doing here to adjust to that change."
Re: Class exercise
...Kuzco's world was odd.
"Well...squirrels," Kuzco replied.
Re: Class exercise
"They have terrible penmanship," Kanan allowed, "but mostly I figured that was because they were drunk while they were writing their notes."
In fairness, Fandom was odd, too.
Re: Class exercise
Re: Class exercise
Kanan had a pet dog. He was definitely just taking the piss out of Kuzco, here. He had to amuse himself somehow.