verification code for when I forgot my password for my second google account I think.
Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
Non-Example of: Immediately stating your class rules, and immediately reacting to disruptive behavior. Also a non-example of not interrupting the lesson as the teacher stops the lesson to yell at their disruptive students.
[Gaby/Gabe and Bella/Brad enter noisily gossiping Chad/Chelsea and John/Jenny enter pushing each other]
Gaby/Gabe: Oh wow Bella/Brad. I haven't seen you in like a month!
Bella/Brad: Yeah me either Gaby/Gabe, I missed you so much! You have to tell me everything!
Chad/Chelsea: I can’t believe you ran into me! You are so rude. [pushes John/Jenny] You need to learn some manners! I‘ll teach you-
John/Jenny : Bet! You started with me! I didn’t touch you!
Mr/s Edwards: [glares at students] Sit down, and be quiet while I put you in alphabetical order.
[bitter stares as they walk towards the seats]
[Gaby/Gabe and Bella/Brad begin chatting]
Gaby/Gabe: [smiles] What did you do over the weekend?
Bella/Brad: Well, I went to my grandma's house and baked some cookies. They were really good… [blissful look]
Mr/s Edwards: [impatiently taps pen against clipboard] [sternly says] I said quiet. I will be putting you into alphabetical order momentarily.
Gaby/Gabe and Bella/Brad: [looks at each other and stops talking]
[Chad/Chelsea and John/Jenny start arguing about something]
Chad/Chelsea : John/Jenny get out of my seat!
John/Jenny: [looks at Chad/Chelsea] Nope it’s mine now. [laughs like a minion]
Mr/s Edwards: This is your first and only warning. Eyes forward, I will give you both a detention if this continues.
[Chad/Chelsea and John/Jenny continue glaring at each other]
Mr/s Edwards: John/Jenny sit here. Chad/Chelsea here. Bella/Brad here. Gaby/Gabe here. This will be your seating arrangement for the remainder of the trimester, so get comfortable.
[the students sit at their assigned desks]
Mr/s Edwards: Our lesson today is over poetry. I will read some of this poem by “Edgar Allen Poe” and you will fill out these worksheets. [brandishes worksheets] Gaby/Gabe can you hand these out? [says pointedly]
[Gaby/Gabe hands out the worksheets, folding Bella/Brad’s paper into an airplane and landing it on their desk]
Bella/Brad: Haha that is so cool- I’ve never made a paper airplane before!
Gaby/Gabe: I could totally show you how!
Mr/s Edwards: That’s enough Gaby/Gabe sit down.
Gaby/Gabe: {smirks at Bella/Brad]
Mr/s Edwards: [starts reading, importantly] ‘Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating “’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door— Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;— This it is and nothing more.”’
Chad/Chelsea: [wads paper into a ball and throws it at John/Jenny’s head]
John/Jenny: [becomes outraged] THAT'S IT- [starts tossing things at Chad/Chelsea ]
[ Gaby/Gabe and Bella/Brad just start laughing and watching them]
Mr/s Edwards: [points around the room exaggeratedly] That is it. Detention for all of you! Sort this out after school. I can't believe this! In my classroom of all things? You should have known better, didn’t you read the fine print on your twenty seven page syllabus?
[Students settle down in their seats and listen to the rest lecture]
[Mr/s Edwards continues the lecture]
Mr/s Edwards: “Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, “Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;”
[Mr/s Edwards continues the lecture]
"i dont slay i slaughter, luke i am your father..." ~fatherfig
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties. — Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians
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