Advanced Journalism Final

Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006 06:10 pm
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Rita lounged at the front of the room, nursing a headache. Projecting? Me? Surely you jest.

"Please turn in your final projects. You grades will be posted Friday afternoon."

She glanced at the three. "It's been a pleasure of sorts teaching you, I suppose. Best of luck. All of that. Three cheers, you're all jolly good fellows or some other such nonesense."

[Feeling marginally better. Will possibly be around for the rest of the evening, but if I drop out, assume I fell asleep or else my brain escaped through my face as it's been attemping to do.]
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At the front of the room, there was a figure with frizzled blonde hair, in dark green robes that looked suspiciously like flannel.

She was leaning back in her chair, head tipped back with a washcloth over her eyes and something...really funky-smelling in a mug on her desk.

"Mrphhneggle."

Yes. Those were her instructions for class today.

...seriously.
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On their desks, students will find copies of articles.

"What can you tell me about these articles, aside from the obvious?" Rita asked. "The wording, the style - how does it affect the way the reader will view the work?"

[And remember you have until FRIDAY to get interview info in]
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"Interview subject information on my desk, please. Then you may return to your seat and begin planning out questions," Rita said, rubbing her temples.

ooc )
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"Morning," Rita said. On the students' desks, there were copies of the latest few issues of school paper. "Today, we're talking about editing and proofreading others' work. Find something in the last three issues that you find to be poor journalism, for whatever reason."
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"Change of plans," Rita said without looking up from her paper. "Your projects will be due the third of May. I want your interview subjects and any information on where you might be going on my desk no later than a week from today."

She turned a page. "So, work on those things today. Think about questions. Basically, stay quiet."

All Journalism Classes

Wednesday, April 5th, 2006 12:52 pm
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On the board through all three of Rita's classes was a note.

Work on your questions for interviewing
Mr. Crichton, stop talking to yourself.
Ms. Gilmore, please see me in my office hours tomorrow.


Sadly, no Rita today.

[ooc: Feel free to sign in and handwave, whee. Sorry for totally copping out today.]
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"Good morning," Rita said, looking very, very hungover. "Today I'd like you to start assembling a list of questions to ask your interviewees for your final. You may also spend the time thinking about who you're interviewing, if you haven't decided."
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"All right, ladies," Rita said. "We're going to start work on one of our big projects this semester. I understand that last semester, you did a largescale project involving an article on a fellow student, yes?"

She smiled. "Your final this term will be similar, but doubled. I want you to interview and profile a good friend. You'll be allowed to leave campus, need to take photos, everything you did last term. And then, as a contrast, you'll need to interview a person you do not know as well, and do the same. This will be expected to be a large, well-done project, which is why I'm telling you so far in advance. Questions?"
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The board behind Rita had the following message on it:

Shorthand. On my desk.

John, would you like to be a jockstrap? Because it could be arranged. So shh.


Possibly a bit preemptive, but whatever.
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Rita glared, looking for any evidence of homosexual cowboys.

"Work on your shorthand. I expect to see it on my desk on Tuesday," she said shortly before disappearing behind a newspaper.
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Rita smiled. "Today, an easy assignment. Invent a shorthand, or use one you've established, and take notes on something unusual you see. And naturally, keep the notes."
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Rita glared. It was anyone's guess why.

"Your assignment for next week. Fifty words on the consequences that can arise from making false statements in any form of media. You may use the period to work on it. Quietly."
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"Good morning," Rita said, barely glancing up. "Today is a free study period. Your midterm is the Tuesday after next. I suggest you use this hour to go over your notes and ask any questions you may have."
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"Hello, boy and girls. Today we're talking about our midterm. You'll have a test on journalistic techniques and the material we've covered thus far this term - and no, nothing involving animals or hats will be on it. I suggest you go over your notes and projects from this term."

She smiled sweetly. "Questions? And I brought you all biscuits, should you want them." She waved vaguely at a box on her desk, which had sugar cookies from J, GoB.
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Rita is mysteriously absent. That is, unless students have some sudden urge to look under her desk for insects.

On the board is written:

Please turn in your writings on the campus couple of your choosing.

Ms. Sullivan, enjoy your detention on Saturday.

Ms. Gilmore, do not attempt to feed anyone in this room.

Please sit quietly.


[ooc: I'm going to be gone for a few hours. So feel free to talk amongst yourselves, speculate where Rita is, etc. I'll be back later to have her show up and interact. :)]
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Rita sat behind her desk.

No, not so much with the happy-looking.

"Good morning, Ms. Sullivan, Ms. Gilmore. Your assignment is a simple one. In class today, please write fifty words on why impersonation is wrong, or which circumstances might find it acceptable. Because we're doing this today, you have until tomorrow to turn in your assignment on campus couples. Questions?"
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"Your assignment this week," Rita said, her head in her hands, her hair frizzier than usual, and her general appearance somewhat disheveled, "is an easy one. In celebration of bloody stupid goddamn Valentine's Day, I want you to write a fifty word article on your favorite campus couple. How did they meet? Where? When? Why are they so good together - or rather, what caught your attention?"

She looked up blearily. "Questions?"
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Rita's classroom was very pink.

There were what appeared to be small, sparkling, soft pink insects floating near the ceiling, and pink and red streamers waving with an odd twinkling quality. There was also a small bowl of jelly beans on her desk.

"Turn in your obituaries," Rita said, looking decidedly out of patience. "Who did you write about? Why? How did you imagine they died?"
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Rita sat on her desk, checking her lipstick in a compact.

"Good morning, girls and...boy. Today's an easy day. I want you to tell the class what you investigated, and what you discovered. Was it difficult to get people to open up to you? Did you even talk to people, actually? Or did you go the surreptitous route of avoiding human contact?"

She waved at a tray on her desk.

"And do turn in your written findings, please."
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Rita looked a bit less than chipper as she greeted her weeeeeetiny class.

“Today, I pose simply this: Investigative journalism. What is it? How does the concept work?

You’ll discuss this in depth today, and if you still have questions at the end of the class, you may ask me then. Your assignment this week is to write an investigative article on something on campus that you find suspicious or warranting your attention. And I don’t want to see three articles on the cafeteria food.”

She almost smiled. “Go on. Discuss.”

[ooc: Still sick. And OCD threads are going up.]
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"Good morning, Misses Sullivan and Gilmore, and Mr. Crichton," Rita greeted her ever-so-tiny class. She did not look exactly...happy.

"Today, I'd like you to turn in your completed homework, and if you don't mind, share with your classmates why you chose to interview these particular subjects. Did you learn anything?"

[ooc: Rita-mun is home from school and stuck in bed with pneumonia. Thankfully, I have a laptop, so I can play, but if I leave you hanging, I've probably fallen asleep or something.]

[OCD threads coming are up]
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“Good morning, boys and girls. Please sign in as you enter.”

Lecture and assignment )

[ooc: OCD threads going are up. Lecture is from here, with some alterations to keep it IC.]
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"Good morning, children," Rita said with a smile that was at least intended to seem benign. "Welcome to Advanced Journalism. Please, sign in as you enter."

Lecture and assignment )

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