Life Lessons Through Screen Time, Friday

[captainskullpoopl]

"Okay, guys," Vanessa said at the beginning of class. She seemed very serious. "This is your last class with us, which means your final exam. It's time to write an essay about everything you've learned from us this semester."

"Ten pages. Single space," Wade added. "And so fucking help me if it isn't in AMA format!"

"Remember to cite your sources!" Vanessa said, and started handing out essay booklets.

Wait. Were they serious?

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Write Your Essay

[captainskullpoopl]

Or maybe this is your 'Oh Captain, my Captain.' moment...

Re: Write Your Essay

[in_sidon_we_trust]

A mere ten pages? That was all? Granted, Sidon did not know what AMA format was, but he could easily fill up twice as many pages with his random observations and speculations regarding the various lessons he assumed he was to be learning here through the screen. None of these lessons were terribly coherant, he had to admit, but he felt that rather reflected the nature of the course itself and, in a way, life itself, because life was very rarely to wind up as neatly wrapped up as the half-hour plot of your average sitcom! He then waxed poetic for a bit how many of the things they watched in this class was like slice of the complexities that existed in real life and how, though one might not expect it to come to such a nice conclusion, the world would likely be a better place if they all strived to be so concise and effective in our handling of every day foibles and follies.

All written oh-so-painstakingly in Sidon's slow, careful, but somewhat uncertain English script, because he'd come very far from when he knew only Hylian writing exclusively, but it was still all very foreign to him.

And, yes, he did realize, deep down, that none of this would at all matter, considering what he'd gleaned about the teachers thus far, but he didn't feel that was any excuse at all to not commit himself fully to the assignment all the same.