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Speech Comm

201--2nd period

Ok, by now you should have your idea. I want 100 words. That's it. Sum it up. If you can be that precise, you won't have any trouble with the actual speech.

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301--3rd period

So we have fish and cats and dogs and bunnies and lemurs and all manner of animal companions. Is it human nature or social conditioning...or is it some kind of mental illness, that makes us talk to beings that can't communicate back?

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100 words

Phoebe looked down at her paper and then looked over to where Cole usually sat. She looked pretty haggard and when she shook her head, she lost focus on her notebook.

Think, Phoebe. Before all of this happened... what was the assignment that you were working on?

A tear dropped down on her notebook and she angrily wiped it away.

She couldn't remember... and that was not a fun feeling... especially since she had worked so much in this class and was good... mostly because of her tutoring.

"Phoebe, hon? What's the matter?"

Phoebe looked up at CJ and her eyes were full of tears. "With everything that's happened with Cole... I can't remember what my assignment was."

"Oh, sweetie. It's the commencement speech. What you've learned at Fandom High besides your schoolwork. But Phoebe, I think you need a mental health day. Why don't you free write? Get this stuff that's troubling you out and I'll see what I can do, all right?"

"Phoebe, hon? What's the matter?"

Barbossa turned in his 100 words:

Zombies and vampires be real. Candy can make ye sing. Flyin' be possible. Girlkissy should be a national-type pastime. If ye be patronizin' the arts, be sure t' be bringin' a camera. And possibly a flashlight. Principals may change, gremlins may be exterminated, but Anakin Skywalker will still be findin' a way t' make an idiot o' himself.

What be I learnin'? That Fandom be a strange, wonderful place. That some parts o' the future be so different from what I be used to that I can hardly believe it.

But people? They be stayin' pretty much the same.

"Perfect, Barbossa...but what is 'girlkissy'?"

Barbossa grinned. "Be ye not listenin' t' the radio, Professor? Thar were a very nice demonstration o' it jes the other week. Callisto 'n Veronica, fer instance."

Alanna's bag was shaking in a very revealing manner. It was even coughing a little.

Barbossa grinned at the bag.

A black tail poked out of the bag and waved.

Barbossa reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a piece of dried fish.

What? He's the pirate.

He tossed it towards the tail.

The tail caught the fish and bobbed a few times in thanks. Munching noises can then be heard from the bag. Alanna didn't even bother head-desking this time, she just sighed and shook her head.

Alanna delivered a 100 word speech on how the only way to stay sane at Fandom High is to simply suspend your disbelieve and hope the dancing bunnies stop hugging you soon.

Isabel signed in.

I've learned that who I am is more important then what I am. And that what I am really doesn't matter to the people I call friends. I've learned that the universe is a whole lot larger then even I imagined, which makes finding home even more interesting.

I've also learned that nothing says Best. Roomie. Ever. better then baked goods from JGOB. If the shrubbery snickers, expect to hear your name on the radio. The roof is the best place to be emo, but if you want silliness and good company head to the second floor common room. Gremlins bite, weetiny bunnies hug and tomorrow we might be invaded by platypuses on pogo sticks.

In short, I've learned that anything is possible.

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