Creative Writing; Monday, First Period [06/15].

[sake_shinigami]

While Shunsui should have been blissfully ignornant and unaware of any particular drama or events that may have occurred over the weekend, maybe there was still something in the air all the same, because he found himself coming into the classroom that morning not with his usual sleepy cheer and virve, but instead, with a distinct feeling of being very much over it, with heavy sighs peppering his speech where hearts would normally be.

Including the one he gave when he looked at his students. Sighed heavily as he sat down, and passed around his weekly hot beverage offerings.

"Today, my ducklings," he said, again, with a sigh rather than a heart, as he trudged ahead if only to just get this over with, "we'll be talking about poetry, and more specifically, the haiku," another deep sigh, why did this feel like it was going to be just such a slog? But he'd get it done, anyway, "a traditional Japanese style of poetry containing three short lines, which do no rhyme, but instead follow a syllable pattern. The first line has five, the second seven, and the third five again." Huff. "But a haiku is meant to be more than just a mere poem; t is a way of looking at the physical world and seeing something deeper, like the very nature of existence. It should leave the reader with a strong feeling or impression, and the subject matter is almost always about the natural world, since it is, in fact, meant to reflect the world around us in a way that respresents the simple beauty or emotion that a simple petal on the wind or snow melting in a mountain stream can inspire."

One more sigh, hopefully the last, and he started to hand out a few papers. Not worksheets this time, there was at least that.

"These papers will contain some classic examples of haiku, and I'd like you to read them; if you'd like, we can discuss them a little, maybe you'll find a favorite? And then it will be your turn to compose your own haiku, and we'll share them with the class."

Nope, that wasn't the last one, it looked like Shunsui still had one last put-upon sigh in him.

"Any questions? If not, I'll just let you little ducklings get to it."

While maybe Shunsui figured out what was more disturbing: that he just couldn't shake this strange, sighing fugue, or that it had caused him to go through an entire lecture without a single heart in it.

It was a state of affairs that was truly sigh-worthy.

Comments

Sign In - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[sake_shinigami]

Randomly. Obviously.

Re: Sign In - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[white_oleander]

Astrid Magnussen

Re: Sign In - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

Tisarwat

Listen to the Lecture - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[sake_shinigami]

No one except the random button will be able to tell how you really feel about a lecture without hearts, but it would seem that Shunsui has some disapproving glances over his shoulder to give you if you intend to interrupt or even ask those questions he fielded.

Re: Listen to the Lecture - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

Tisarwat had not at all remembered dressing up so elaborately to go to class that day; she usually just wore her lieutenant's uniform, as was proper, but she did look rather nice in something more decorative and fashionable...maybe it could elevate her to write something particularly classes for her haiku, although they seemed very different from any Radchaai poem she'd ever read or written. She did love poetry, though, so she hoped she could come up with something good.

Work on Haiku - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[sake_shinigami]

Take some time to read some haiku and work on your own, work with each other, or just take the equally acceptable in this class nap. However you choose to use this time, though, it appears that Shunsui is faintly amused by the whole process, so maybe he's starting to feel a little better.

Re: Work on Haiku - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[white_oleander]

Sure, Astrid could do the assignment and work on her haiku.

Or she could, apparently, not do that and instead, lean over her kotatsu to reach over and pull whoever wanted to pick that up lol the nearest person to her and kiss them.

Which was, of course, a totally normal thing to do in the middle of a class...

Share your Haiku - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[sake_shinigami]

Because who doesn't love amatuer poetry in a classroom setting? Over the course of the class, Shunsui, at least, warmed up to the idea, and was back to grinning lazily with a small chuckle as he announced, "Alright, ducklings ♥! Pens down ♥! It's time to share what you've written with class ♥!"

Talk to Shunsui - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[sake_shinigami]

Or...talk to...a kid?

Shunsui as the class knew him was, at this point, seemingly gone, replaced with a Japanese ten year old who looked just about as confused about this turn of events as anyone else should be.

But technically Shunsui was there to talk to. Just about a couple thousand years younger.

OOC - Creative Writing, 06/15.

[sake_shinigami]

*wants to cry in having to work all day, but can't, because the icon says SMILE DAMMIT*

BUT I WILL SP RANDOM ICON DAY UNTIL THE DAY I DIE.

....or, like, until Wednesday or something because I know how I am.