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fandomhigh2021-09-01 02:47 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomhigh2021-09-01 02:47 am
Math; Wednesday, First Period [09/01].
Well, Rosa had already had a bit of a morning. Things at the bar must have gone a little harder than she expected, considering she'd woken up that morning with some quiet guy obsessed with leather who didn't even speak Spansih instead of, you know, her wife, because that was a thing, her being married, so now, in addition to having to figure out what to do about that, she had to teach a math class.
In a school that had people from places that might not even have numbers.
So there she was, in front of her class, the green scales on her skin emitting their soft golden glow like they always had, and she sighed, her forked tongue flicking out over her lips a moment before getting everything started.
"Right," she began, "math class. Which is a class I'm not sure this school has literally ever had, but we're apparently going to teach it. But, since everyone here is probably coming from a lot of different places, I figured the best way to start is going to be with this..."
She held up a stack of paper, grinning faintly, and the sadism in that seemed to make her scales glow a little brighter.
"An assessment test. Obviously, this is not going to count toward a grade or anything, it's just to see where everyone is at so I have an idea of what the hell I'm even teaching. So it'll start with basic principles, get incresingly more complex and involved as you go on, try to answer what you can, if you have no idea, then I guess that gives me an idea of what I'm teaching you.
"And then we'll go over some basics," she said. "Because if you walk away with anything in this class, it should at least be how to count and add and subtract.
"Alright," a glowing, scaly hand sporting a shining wedding ring went out to pass over the stack of tests to the nearest student, "take one, pass it around, and we'll get started."
In a school that had people from places that might not even have numbers.
So there she was, in front of her class, the green scales on her skin emitting their soft golden glow like they always had, and she sighed, her forked tongue flicking out over her lips a moment before getting everything started.
"Right," she began, "math class. Which is a class I'm not sure this school has literally ever had, but we're apparently going to teach it. But, since everyone here is probably coming from a lot of different places, I figured the best way to start is going to be with this..."
She held up a stack of paper, grinning faintly, and the sadism in that seemed to make her scales glow a little brighter.
"An assessment test. Obviously, this is not going to count toward a grade or anything, it's just to see where everyone is at so I have an idea of what the hell I'm even teaching. So it'll start with basic principles, get incresingly more complex and involved as you go on, try to answer what you can, if you have no idea, then I guess that gives me an idea of what I'm teaching you.
"And then we'll go over some basics," she said. "Because if you walk away with anything in this class, it should at least be how to count and add and subtract.
"Alright," a glowing, scaly hand sporting a shining wedding ring went out to pass over the stack of tests to the nearest student, "take one, pass it around, and we'll get started."
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