Monday, December 18th, 2006

[identity profile] behindeyesonly.livejournal.com
As the students walked in, they could see they each had a cupcake from Logan's handwavy early morning trip to J,GOB. There was coffee percolating and also eggnog for anyone who'd like to take part.

Logan looked up, midway through his own cupcake, and waved to the class as he swallowed his mouthful of pastry. "Hi, guys, and welcome to the last Media class for the term. This will be easy, since you've ideally done all your work before now, but if you haven't then you'll be challenged to come up with a really good excuse for why not.

"Turn in your signatures, and then I'm asking you write a brief paragraph on what you've learned from this class - or not, if you didn't learn anything. I won't be offended. After that, you're free to go. And thanks, sincerely, for being such a great class of students. I've enjoyed our time together quite a bit."

[OOC: Wait for OCD is up! And, like Logan, I've really enjoyed doing this class and I hope you guys have as well. :) Thank you so much!]
[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com
Monday, December 18, First Period

Extra care seems to have been put into the spread of breakfast offerings this morning -- muffins, bagels, coffeecake, spice bread, and scones. As well as plenty of hot beverages, and several types of juice. Aziraphale appears to be in a particularly mellow mood, although he frowns now and again when the thought crosses his mind that this is the very last meeting for this class.

"First off, I want to tell all of you how very much I've enjoyed teaching you, and just getting to know you. I'm going to miss this class terribly, and I do hope that even if you don't enroll in my class next term, you'll still stop by for a visit now and again.

Today, in place of a lecture, we're going to have an open discussion. I want to hear your views on what we've covered in class this term, and I also want to hear any questions that might have gone unanswered. There'll be a drop box for your final group projects to be turned in outside my office door, and it will remain there until Friday afternoon.

Truly, this has been a remarkable experience for me, and although I do expect to be seeing some of you for our final lab session on Friday, I want to thank all of you for making my very first teaching experience a wonderful and memorable one."

[ooc: No lecture today, but there will be are OCD threads for the discussion Aziraphale mentioned.]

Lunch

Monday, December 18th, 2006 09:55 am
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/
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Tudey's Menoo:

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-Cheeckee Nuudle-a Suoop

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[identity profile] guitar-and-gun.livejournal.com
"//We'll be watching El Cantante again today,//" El told his students. "//On your way out, pick up a take home exam. It shouldn't take you longer than two hours, and covers vocab and all the verb tenses we've been learning. I'll be in my office all afternoon on Friday for you to drop it off.//"
[identity profile] msgilmoredanes.livejournal.com
As the students entered the room, Lorelai handed out candy canes. Once everyone was in and settled, she began speaking.

"I want to thank you all for being such a great class. I've had a lot of fun teaching you all this semester and I hope you learned a lot that will help you get by while you're here. Today is your turn to teach me. Everyone will have a turn to give a presentation on a form of pop culture from their home time or place."

She sat back with a large cup of coffee and a tablet to take notes on the presentations.


[ooc: if you need to handwave, please comment and say so. any questions, hit me ooc and I'll answer as soon as I can.]
[identity profile] hera-rises.livejournal.com
Laura stood at the front of the room, clad in one of her more casual sweaters -- green -- and a pair of jeans. Atop her head was a green santa hat with white fur adorning the headband and fuzzball. It seemed she was enjoying this new holiday.

"Good morning, all," she said. "I hope you had a good weekend. Today's class is going to be a fairly easy one -- one essay question and a survey, then you're home free. I hope you all have a wonderful winter season."

Turning, she went to the whiteboard and wrote out the essay question: Part One: What is the most important thing you learned in this class, and what role does it play in interstellar relations? She then added below: Part Two: What did you like about the class, and what didn't you like about the class? In other words, where is there room for improvement?

"I promise not to take the criticisms personally. Given that I'm accustomed to teaching a much younger crowd, I'll file it away as a learning experience." She smiled. "That being said, I've enjoyed the class this term, and I hope to see you again in the spring.

"Now -- get writing!"

Grinning, she settled in to her desk and began working on Christmas cards...for the Galactica crew. Why not share the fun, she thought.

[OOC: OCD threads coming up. Sorry about the late posting. And that wasn't so bad, was it Cally? =)]
[identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com
Fandom, it seemed, never did things in halves. The weather had defied the mainland again. The snow was only light today, and the temperature not too cold (this wasn't Alberta or Antarctica - not that you could tell the difference between the two this time of year), but the local forecast was for light snow all week. If it stuck, and it would no doubt, there was going to be a White Christmas in Fandom this year.

But that was only the half of it. Fandom seemed to know that it was finals week. Books were randomly flying off desks and attacking people with their pages. It wasn't too bad though. The worst that could happen is a few papercuts and some blunt trauma.

Well, for the books that didn't have teeth anyway.
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[personal profile] actingreaper
The Basic Acting classroom had been transformed since the last time the students had been there. Instead of a mostly blank classroom for varying improvised scenes, it was decked out to the nines to look like the lobby of a posh hotel. Curtains hung from the walls in gold and red, gilded mirrors decked out every wall, and the desks had all been replaced with couches and chaise lounges. The teachers' desk had become a reception desk, complete with a guest book and signs for various credit cards.

Daisy herself was lying back on one of the couches, a kitchen knife sticking realistically (and bloodily) out of her chest as she relaxed, reading a book of plays.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the chalk board, which now had the following written on it:

Welcome to Hotel Adair!

It's the morning after a murder in a remote hotel. Overnight, someone
murdered the hotel manager with a knife. There was a large storm
which took out the local roads and the power, so no one was able to
come in or leave since the evening before the murder occurred. All
the people in the hotel have gathered together with the detective,
who has to ask the witnesses questions to find out who the murderer is.

Your detective is John Crichton. Please do as he asks.

Continental breakfast is complimentary!


Sure enough, a spread of brunch finery, complete with lox, cream cheese, scrambled eggs, and varying bread-y goods from J,GOB was laid out on a table at the back of the room, along with coffee, tea, and orange juice.

[ooc: you should all have received emails with your role for this large improv scene today. If you did not, please contact me so I can assign you one. This post is open until Saturday for play to accommodate for multiple time zones. Have at ye, and have fun!]
[identity profile] karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com
There's a sad look on Lorne's face as the students enter the music room.

"This is it kittens. The last class of the semester. I hope that you've had as much fun as I have had."

*sniffs*

"But now? Your final. Today you must choose and sing your final number. It must be a song that means something to you and your audience. It needs to keep them on the edge of the seat, screaming for more and yet allow them to feel closure with your performance."

"In fact? It should go something like this:"

In which Lorne sings... again. )

Lorne bowed to the applause whether it was there or not and then took his seat in the audience. "C'mon kids. Wow me."

[ocd a coming is up!]

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