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fandomhigh2023-01-02 03:21 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhigh2023-01-02 03:21 am
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Life Skills; Monday, First Period [01/02].
Class that morning (and probably most mornings) was being held in the Danger Shop, although it was set up to look just like any other classroom in the school, because that would never not be funny to Summer. Plus, it never hurt to keep some of the students who were in the know about the DS on their toes a little, and it never hurt, even with a first introductory class, to have that little extra cushion of safety just in case anything did get really weird.
Summer herself was leaning on the front of the desk at the front of the classroom, looking over the gathered students, faces both familiar and not-so-much, with a faint smirk on her face. "Welcome," she said," to the first class on the first day of a new semester, or, as I like to call it, probably way too early to ever be dealing with one of my classes, but they seem to want to put it right out there and out of the way right out the gate. This time around, we're going to be going over Life Skills, which is an extremely broad topic that can mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people, and we're going to somehow try and tap into all those things this semester with this class.
"For those of you who don't know," she continued, pressing a hand to her chest, "my name is Summer, I'm going to be your teacher for this class, and I hope my experiences with life in general can translate into some helpful skills for you all to learn. And for those of you who don't know, the first week of classes are usually just for introductions, and we are not going to stray from that trend, especially since none of you are overly sick of them yet. Not only that, but in this class, it'll also be kind of helpful, so I can know where everyone is, and whether or not I'll be steering this class more toward...like...changing tires and accounting, or, like...how to survive in a hellish post-apocalyptic landscape or defuse a bomb before you're blown to smithereens.
"Hopefully," she flashed her eyes around the room to gauge general reactions to that range of possibilities, "we'll find a good balance of all of it. But that's mostly what today is going to be for: going around, introducing yourself, and letting me know where you're from, what you like to do, what you're hoping to get out of this class, if there's anything in particular you'd like to learn or that you think you're already really good at, that kind of thing, just so I know where everyone's currently at.
"And then," said Summer, with a faint grin as she pushed up from the desk and moved around it, to pull a box out from behind it and set it on the desk with a very light and delicate thunk; reaching in, she pulled out a small, basic cell phone, "we're talking phones. If you have one, great. If you don't? Oh, boy, are we in for it today!"
Summer herself was leaning on the front of the desk at the front of the classroom, looking over the gathered students, faces both familiar and not-so-much, with a faint smirk on her face. "Welcome," she said," to the first class on the first day of a new semester, or, as I like to call it, probably way too early to ever be dealing with one of my classes, but they seem to want to put it right out there and out of the way right out the gate. This time around, we're going to be going over Life Skills, which is an extremely broad topic that can mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people, and we're going to somehow try and tap into all those things this semester with this class.
"For those of you who don't know," she continued, pressing a hand to her chest, "my name is Summer, I'm going to be your teacher for this class, and I hope my experiences with life in general can translate into some helpful skills for you all to learn. And for those of you who don't know, the first week of classes are usually just for introductions, and we are not going to stray from that trend, especially since none of you are overly sick of them yet. Not only that, but in this class, it'll also be kind of helpful, so I can know where everyone is, and whether or not I'll be steering this class more toward...like...changing tires and accounting, or, like...how to survive in a hellish post-apocalyptic landscape or defuse a bomb before you're blown to smithereens.
"Hopefully," she flashed her eyes around the room to gauge general reactions to that range of possibilities, "we'll find a good balance of all of it. But that's mostly what today is going to be for: going around, introducing yourself, and letting me know where you're from, what you like to do, what you're hoping to get out of this class, if there's anything in particular you'd like to learn or that you think you're already really good at, that kind of thing, just so I know where everyone's currently at.
"And then," said Summer, with a faint grin as she pushed up from the desk and moved around it, to pull a box out from behind it and set it on the desk with a very light and delicate thunk; reaching in, she pulled out a small, basic cell phone, "we're talking phones. If you have one, great. If you don't? Oh, boy, are we in for it today!"
Re: Introductions! - Life Skills, 01/02.
Re: Introductions! - Life Skills, 01/02.
Re: Introductions! - Life Skills, 01/02.
"Aye" Kurt said with a nod. "Until a few years ago, it mostly just me and Muti and Vatti... errr my mother and father. Back in Germany. So, there's a lot of things I kinda know but not well, and probably a lot that I don't even know that I don't know..."
Re: Introductions! - Life Skills, 01/02.