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fandomhigh2021-02-11 05:19 am
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Shop Class; Thursday, Second Period [02/11].
"Morning, everyone," Amaya greeted the class with the usual nod, but lacking the particular excitement that usually accompanied setting out on a new project for the day. It wasn't she didn't enjoy this week's project; she actually did, otherwise she wouldn't keep doing it, but she definitely wasn't entirely fond of the reason why she always put it around this time of year...
"Now, I'm sure some of you know, this weekend is a sort of holiday." She was absolutely rolling her eyes over it, too. "I mean, there seems to be a holiday for just about everything around here. But this one in particular is a bit...erm....mushy," now her look went a bit withering, " and tends to involve a tradition of getting people flowers. And flowers are lovely, I'm a bit of a horticulturalist myself, but one things flowers aren't is permanent...unless maybe they're made of metal."
And that, my friends, was enough to clear away most of Amaya's disdain and put a grin right back on her face.
"So that's what we'll be doing today," she continued, holding up one of her own finished products and passing it around for them to see and start getting an idea of how they'd be making them. "Metal roses. These guys may look a little complex, but that's deceptive, they're actually pretty easy, so don't worry. I'm show you how."
Amaya lead them through the steps, from tracing out the three base layers on a sheet of metal and cutting them out, cleaning them up with some sanding and hammering, drilling the holes and welding the stems, and then heating and shaping the petals into its final form.
"I've got printed instructions to refer to if you need them," she said once she'd finished up the demonstration, "and feel free to ask questions if you've got them. Go ahead and get your supplies and your safety gears and let's get to work."
"Now, I'm sure some of you know, this weekend is a sort of holiday." She was absolutely rolling her eyes over it, too. "I mean, there seems to be a holiday for just about everything around here. But this one in particular is a bit...erm....mushy," now her look went a bit withering, " and tends to involve a tradition of getting people flowers. And flowers are lovely, I'm a bit of a horticulturalist myself, but one things flowers aren't is permanent...unless maybe they're made of metal."
And that, my friends, was enough to clear away most of Amaya's disdain and put a grin right back on her face.
"So that's what we'll be doing today," she continued, holding up one of her own finished products and passing it around for them to see and start getting an idea of how they'd be making them. "Metal roses. These guys may look a little complex, but that's deceptive, they're actually pretty easy, so don't worry. I'm show you how."
Amaya lead them through the steps, from tracing out the three base layers on a sheet of metal and cutting them out, cleaning them up with some sanding and hammering, drilling the holes and welding the stems, and then heating and shaping the petals into its final form.
"I've got printed instructions to refer to if you need them," she said once she'd finished up the demonstration, "and feel free to ask questions if you've got them. Go ahead and get your supplies and your safety gears and let's get to work."