Post by NiaZen on Feb 12, 2008 17:02:25 GMT -8
I shall write Sanjuro's first day as a High School Art Teacher right there!!! (down there)
Sanjuro's first day as an Art Teacher at High School
Sanjuro's first day as an Art Teacher at High School
Sanjuro walked quicky to his room, arriving late, he always arrived late to the High School the first day. 'Stupid trafic' he thought. He walked into his class room, everyone standing up and talking, he clapped his hands twice, catching everyones attention.
He walked to the front, and obviously people were thinking if he was actually the Art Teacher. "I am your Teacher for this Art Class. I'm sorry I was late, there was a bit of traffic." he said in his english-australien accent.
The students stared at him, obviously, they were questioning his hat-wearing, and sunglasses, and cloak. So he just rolled his eyes, although no one could see it. "Well, you are now in high school, so your projects will be much harder, and no, I do not have teachers pet...nor anything else. I do not give written assignmets, because this is Art, not English." He said as he took some papers and started passing them out. "These are all the things you'll need for the semester. A sketch book, and a bag of pencils and supplies. You will have to buy those on your own, the school does not supply them, but if you cannot afford them, I'll gladly buy them for you.
"So, now, we will be doing many projects this school year.
"Now, will everyone please stand up, and freshmen over there," he pointed to the door, "Sophomores over there," he pointed to his office, "Juniors over there" he pointed to the far right, "And seniors over here" he pointed to the far left.
"Now, where you'll be seated, is your semi-permanent seat, only untill the quarter ends. You," he pointed to a senior. "Sit here." He pointed to a chair, and he continued untill one junior, one sophomore, and one freshman, were seated in that table. He continued untill all the tables were full. (to be continued!)
He walked to the front, and obviously people were thinking if he was actually the Art Teacher. "I am your Teacher for this Art Class. I'm sorry I was late, there was a bit of traffic." he said in his english-australien accent.
The students stared at him, obviously, they were questioning his hat-wearing, and sunglasses, and cloak. So he just rolled his eyes, although no one could see it. "Well, you are now in high school, so your projects will be much harder, and no, I do not have teachers pet...nor anything else. I do not give written assignmets, because this is Art, not English." He said as he took some papers and started passing them out. "These are all the things you'll need for the semester. A sketch book, and a bag of pencils and supplies. You will have to buy those on your own, the school does not supply them, but if you cannot afford them, I'll gladly buy them for you.
"So, now, we will be doing many projects this school year.
"Now, will everyone please stand up, and freshmen over there," he pointed to the door, "Sophomores over there," he pointed to his office, "Juniors over there" he pointed to the far right, "And seniors over here" he pointed to the far left.
"Now, where you'll be seated, is your semi-permanent seat, only untill the quarter ends. You," he pointed to a senior. "Sit here." He pointed to a chair, and he continued untill one junior, one sophomore, and one freshman, were seated in that table. He continued untill all the tables were full. (to be continued!)
