This week, class was back in the normal classroom. Which probably meant far less hardtack for everyone to try.
Count yourselves lucky. The teachers certainly did.
"There was apparently some sort of sporting match last night," Goody said with all the confidence that it really did exist. It didn't make a lick of sense to him, but he was certain it existed. "Which was important?"
He glanced over at Nathan for confirmation on this fact.
"It was important if you like sporting events," Nathan confirmed with a shrug. "Or an excuse to drink to excess with friends while eating... pepperoni or something."
He was a little hazy on the details, himself.
"Long story made short, half the island's population is likely nursing a hangover, and so we're going to take it easy on you."
You know. Not because half the island's population possibly included anybody in a position of authority over the students or anything. Honest.
Don't be silly!
"Mr. Algren here has informed me that we can watch ourselves a moving picture on the life of President Lincoln," Goody said cheerfully. Not so much for the subject matter, but for the medium. Look, he was from the 19th century, okay?
"That we can," Nathan agreed, "and we will. We'll get back to the hands-on part of this class next week, with something no-doubt cheerful and heart-warming."
Like the hardtack had been. Truly.
"I hope ya'll are up for the usual amount of marching and ditch digging," Goody drawled. The usual amount being way too much.
"I bet you can't wait," Nathan agreed. And then he hit play.
... On the...
documentary?That wasn't quite what...
You know what, close enough. Nathan shrugged, and then settled back to rest his eyes while the video played.
And Goody as just as enthralled with this as he would have been with a serious drama on some president. Hopefully the class would be too?