Professor Kijewski
June 19, 2006 3:41 PM
Lesson 1 -Years 3 & 4 by Professor Kijewski
Kiva placed Rutter back into the crate for a later purpose. It had been over a year since Stephen had given him back to her and she had promised that he would be able to spend time with the crup whenever she was in possession of him. She was going to keep her promise. She cleaned up whatever the younger students had left behind and then waited patiently for her older students to join her in the clearing.Once she was sure everyone arrived ( a few stragglers wouldn’t make a difference), Kiva greeted the students with a friendly smile just as she had done on her very first day here. “Good Afternoon everyone! It’s so great to see you all back this year. I hope your summers were relaxing and enjoyable.” Kiva always felt a stronger bond with these students. The fourth years had been with her through that disaster of a lesson where the dust storm had made itself a home here in the gardens. And the third years started here at Sonora the same year she had. She doubted the students felt any sort of kinship or bond with her, but she couldn’t help but be a bit softer with them than any of the other years. “You all know the rules by now. No talking when I or one of your peers is talking. Feel free to get as comfortable as you like.” Kiva paused here and looked over at Stephen. By this point in any of her other lessons, he had made a point of doing something that would cause her to pay attention to him. Whether he did such things on purpose or not, Kiva couldn’t exactly be sure.
When everyone was settled down again, Kiva continued. “Today we will be studying Jarveys. I want to warn you all, Jarveys are nasty little buggers when it comes to conversations.” Kiva paused and smiled, “They like to insult people.” Kiva pulled out a Jarvey from the second crate she had brought down with her earlier that morning. A Jarvey looked much like a muggle ferret except that it was larger in size. Immediately upon being pulled from the crate, the Jarvey went about saying short sentences full of foul insults. Kiva chose to ignore them, but she was sure the students would get a kick out of it. “I want no one repeating anything this creature says or else it’s detention.” Kiva warned. She had faith that the students wouldn’t say anything, but she eyed the Craven twins with a stern look just to get her point across to them. They had a habit of not listening to authority. “And if detention isn’t enough, an owl home to your parents might do the trick.” And a good threat often worked too.
“Jarveys don’t have much of a purpose.” Kiva informed her students. “Most people keep them around to rid themselves of gnomes. Now, someone of you may be wondering what a gnome is, and no, I’m not talking about those little garden statues that look like Santa want-to-bes. A gnome is this-” She reached into a sack and pulled out a wiggling potato with legs. “This is a garden gnome to the Wizarding population. They live in holes in a garden and uproot plants. They create havoc in a person’s garden. Every so often, a wizard or witch has to de-gnome their garden. By de-gnoming, you take the gnome by the ankles, swing them about so as to disorient them, and chuck them as far as you can.” Kiva had demonstrated all this with the gnome she had in her hands, sending flying off when she released him from her grasp.
“Today, using the Jarvey, we are going to de-gnome the gardens. I want you all to pair off or go off in groups, it doesn’t matter, and take up a section of the garden. I will leave one group in charge of the jarvey, but first you have prove yourselves of the responsibility.” Kiva said, holding firm to the creature she was talking about and intent to ignore the rude remarks he was making. “Everyone head off to the gardens, try not to go off too far. Hopefully Simo-er-Mr. Tellermen won’t mind us de-gnoming the garden for him.” Kiva said, keeping in check to call other adults by their last names. Though she doubted he would mind being called Simon to the students. “I’ll walk around and be keeping tabs on you all. If you aren’t working, I’ll know. Those who I find are doing the most work, will get the Jarvey for the remainder of the class period.” Kiva finished and then waved them off.
OOC: Alright, it’s a different sort of lesson, but one that should be fairly entertaining. Search for a group of people to work with, don’t be afraid to go with older or younger students. And, if you can, separate from your normal group of friends. Keep the posts long and detailed and make sure you have fun!\n\n
Subthreads: Horrified by Zack Dill with Zoey Welsh
This class is just begging to be the bane of my existence by Jordanna Howard with Asher Tallow
Yuck, chores. by Jake and Bella Santoro with Catherine Raines, Bella
I never liked group work by Jenna Howard with Tally Adams, Tally, Jenna and Jordanna Howard
Seeking out a partner by Dillon Welsh with Anne Wright
Gnome-tossing! by Lily Collins with Lexi Stafford
Surprise allergies. by Kaylie Brockert with Chris Dupree
Is this a lesson or a chore? by Earl Valentine
ATTENTION EVERYONE! by Professor Kijewski with Zack Dill, Asher Tallow, Earl, Zoey, Professor K.
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Professor Kijewski
July 29, 2006 6:36 PM
ATTENTION EVERYONE! by Professor Kijewski
Kiva was walking around and watching her students. She had already warned them that she knew what they would be doing at all times. Did they honestly think she would just let them roam freely within the gardens without supervision? So, at the present time, she knew exactly what each student was doing...or, in some cases, not doing. Honestly, she had so much hope for this class. She thought with them doing physical work for an award (who wouldn't want a jarvey? They would do all the work for them!) that the students would be estatic. Apparently, she was completely wrong. And, therefore, completely disappointed in her students. Especially the ones who had never given her trouble before, but where now being rebellious.“Professor!” Kiva turned around and saw one of the Howard girls making her way towards her. Kiva frowned and moved closer so that they would meet half way, listening to what the young girl, Jordanna, had to say.
Kiva's frowned deepened as her eyes glanced in the directions Jordanna's had. Kiva sighed and pinched her nose as though she were getting a headache. This was not how she saw this lesson going. Why did the students feel as though they could just defy the professors without consequence? Back when she was in school, Kiva never believed she could go against a Professor. They were the authority. "Thank you, Jordanna, I'll take care of it." Kiva wasn't happy with Jordanna either. The girl had made no effort in doing the lesson Kiva had assigned to her. Flicking her wand didn't constitute as effort.
Kiva's wand was in her hand and stetched out high above her head. Shots of red and green sparks flew high into the air making loud popping sounds. Kiva was as talented in charms as she was in taking care of animals. She needed to be in her line of work. Such techniques came hand in hand. Someday, these kids would understand that. "It seems as though some of you students feel as though this lesson is a choice that you have. An option. That is not the case. Earl Valentine, Zoey Welsh, Asher Tallow, and Zack Dill please stand over there and wait for further instructions." Kiva called out, pointing over to a tree for them to wait at.
"As for the rest of you. I'm appalled at how much you lot think you are allowed to do. This lesson is for your benefit, not mine. I know how to de-gnome gardens and I've worked with Jarveys plenty of times in my past. So, I wonder, why is it that you, as students, feel as though you don't have to listen to a thing I say? I did not say to use magic. I did not say for one person to do the work while the other one does nothing. And I certainly did not say that this was a free choice for you to do or not do. This is a class You will be graded, you will win points or have them taken away from you. I AM YOUR TEACHER!"
Kiva's last words had much emphasis behind it to sound like venom. She knew she had allowed her class to be informal, but they were on borderline disrespectful. Kiva had wanted this class to be fun, exciting, for them to want to learn her material. Apparently, she had put too much faith in them if this was the outcome. "Miss Howard, do remember that we have specific school uniforms that shall be worn during any and all classes. If you forget again, points will be taken, continue to forget and I'll have words with the Deputy Head as well as send an owl home." Kiva said to Jordanna, giving the girl a stern look. "That goes for the rest of you who think that the dress code is optional. From what I can see, there has only been one group of students who have been consistant in their work. Jenna Howard and Tally Adams, the two of you have won the Jarvey. One of you may come up and claim the Jarvey. Have fun with him. The rest of you, back to work or points will be taken. That means you too, Miss Howard." Kiva said, glancing at the student next to her. "Find yourself a new partner and your hands better have dirt on them by the end of the lesson."
Kiva left the girl and walked over to the group of students she had summoned over. "The lot of you had better have a good reason for blantantly defying my orders!" Kiva said, though she never raised her voice, the anger and hurt that she felt was as clear as though she had shouted. "Zack and Zoey, the two of you are upper classmen. You two are suppose to be role-models. How does it look to the others when you guys aren't working? And from my own house!" Kiva threw up her hands in exasperation, disappointed at her fourth years. "Earl... did you even bother to try doing what was given to you? Bother doing anything at all?" Kiva asked, her eyes glaring down at him. Finally she turned to Asher, "I know you were working with Jordanna and from what I hear, you two aren't friends, but walking out on class will not solve anything. I want answers from the four of you and then I want you all to work together and finish this lesson."
OOC: Everyone can continue to write in their threads if it's easier, just be sure to make comments of having heard me speak. Earl, Zoey, Asher, and Zack, you four will post in this thread so as to keep us all together. Thanks.\n\n
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Zack Dill
July 30, 2006 12:01 AM
Completely cowed by Zack Dill
Zack was a good student. The number of times he'd gotten into trouble could be counted on one hand, and almost all those instances were because he'd been caught doing other people's homework. He'd flinched and cowered before the school principal then, and he flinched and cowered before his Head of House now. He looked at the ground and not at her. He fidgetted and wrung his hands and wished desperately for the ground to swallow him up (this was a magic school, ground could probably do that for real here).Heck, he'd even settle for getting abducted by aliens. Yes, that was bound to be unpleasant, but surely it couldn't be worse than being singled out (well, quartered out) by the teacher and getting yelled at for lack of a work ethic. He very nearly cried. Didn't, thankfully, but he had to blink really hard to stop it.
"I'm s-sorry," he blurted out as soon as she gave them a chance to defend themselves. His voice cracked, but he doubted that it had anything at all to do with puberty today. He blinked again, squeezing his eyes tightly each blink to forestall any embarrassing leakage, then offered his only excuse, "But I can't hurt gnomes."\n\n
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Asher Tallow
July 31, 2006 8:26 AM
Hmm. . .righteous indignation prolly covers it. by Asher Tallow
She stopped her hackneyed exit from the gardens, as the tale end of Howard's words caught up with her. The rat! Asher seethed, her teeth biting down so hard that her jaw began to ache. Snitching to a teacher was something she hadn't even thought Howard capable of; it only went to show how low the stuck-up brat really was. She readied herself for an explanation, feeling somewhat confident that the friendly Care of Magical Creatures professor was bound to inquire further.The calling out did come, but it was not what Asher expected in the least.
The words landed harshly and despite the warmth of so there! that she felt when Howard's breach of dress code was named, Asher still felt stung to hear Professor Kijewski publically reprimand her. Her neck turned red with a sudden bout of self-conscious shame, a feeling that while rare was always potent with her. That feeling quickly melted into a more familiar emotion: anger.
The reproof was certainly deserved; she had no right to leave class without at least attempting to ask permission. But Asher wasn't one to consider things rationally when put on her defensive. She was always one to react, and react she did. She barely even noticed the fourth year from her first potions class's obvious dismay, and she didn't hear his apology in the least. Just as his words died, she picked up with some of her own.
"Jordanna Howard is no one's friend, and it has nothing to do with being friendly! She's an awful person, and I certainly don't have to be subjected to her kind of thinking; and I won't." Her voice sounded clearly defensive and openly childish, but she pushed away the small sound of self-recrimination that reminded her of moderation. "I did the assignment- I even tried to get someone who wasn't doing it to start in. It's not my fault that I have nothing to learn from this lesson."
The now even further quieted voice that occasionally managed to work in some sense tried to reason yet again. Don't you think you were a little bit wrong? Don't you think showing more disrespect might worsen your position? Maybe you could try a small bit of humility and apologize? Asher listened, but her words reflected a poorly interpreted translation.
"I'm sorry that I didn't ask your permission to leave early," she said, her voice only mellowing slightly with the words. "But you should be sorry for not paying enough attention to the kind of people we're stuck working with. They're the ones who deserved to be punished, not me."
She looked surprisingly young in her stance, with one untied shoe and her carelessly shorn hair plastered across her cheeks. But her passion, while mature, was poorly wasted in the immaturity of her manner, and the very sad thing was that Asher was really no different from her classmate; both were stubborn, proud, and equally as closed-minded.
Funny, isn't it, how an enemy's faults are often your very own? the voice of wisdom whispered in Asher's ear, and the silly girl, she heard it but didn't listen.\n\n
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Hmm. . .righteous indignation prolly covers it.
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Earl
August 01, 2006 12:27 AM
Caught! by Earl
Earl jumped up out of reflex when he heard the loud pops that accompanied the bright red and green flares that were shot into the sky. The pencils and pad of paper clattered to the ground and he looked around to see who had set off the fireworks display. It was the professor. He listened attenively to her speech, his face growing redder as her words stung him.And then he heard his name specifically. Ducking his head into his shirt collar as far as it would go (and looking rather like an overgrown turtle) he left his things in a pile on the ground and trudged over to where Zooey, Asher and Zack were standing, waiting to be yelled at further.
He stayed silent during anotyher round of censuring, and bit his tongue while Zack and Asher made themselves heard. He knew he should have been de-gnoming instead of drawing. It was his fault, but could he help it if a lesson didn't interest him? No. Instead of apologizing or explaining himself, Earl was content to stay silent and look thoroughly shamed by staring at the ground and kicking up little clouds of dust with his left foot.\n\n
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Caught!
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Zoey
August 01, 2006 6:44 PM
Oh dear... by Zoey
Zoey had apparently said something wrong to Zack as, instead of smiling or saying something in the way that said 'Zoey was on the right path', he seemed to deflat even further and (though Zoey was sure she was imagining it) move even further from where she wanted him to go. What had she said to make him not want to do the assignment even more?Before she had any time to respond to him, Professor K. shot off a bunch of sparks and started to reprimand everyone. But, that wasn't what brought the bright blush into her freckled cheeks. No, it was the moment Zoey heard her name being called out infront of the entire class. It wasn't so much of her not wanting to do the work as to figure out why Zack didn't want to do the work.
While Professor K. had her way with them (making Zoey wish she could sink into the ground forever and never be seen again), Zoey tried to frantically think of a good reason why she hadn't just gone off and find a group when she realized Zack wasn't planning on working. Mainly, it was because Zoey had wanted to be a friend and help him. And look how well she was at doing that.
She listened quietly as Zack apologized and gave his reasoning. Zoey was going to apologize next, but suddenly the girl beside her went off. The way she spoke to the professor caused Zoey's jaw to fall open. Holy Crap! Zoey thought. If she had ever spoken like that to anyone, her butt would have been in her room until she was thirty. Her parents were professors at a Muggle College back home. Zoey knew how much her parents despised students who thought themselves above the rules of the classroom and treated everyone like crap. As this girl was surely making the Professor feel.
When the scene had calmed down enough for Zoey to feel it was ample opportunity to apologize, she cleared her throat softly. "Professor, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lapse in my work, I just wanted to make sure Zack was alright."\n\n
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Oh dear...
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Professor K.
August 02, 2006 10:59 PM
*Is utterly shocked* by Professor K.
Kiva felt as though she had gone a bit overboard when she looked down at Zack. The boy seemed absolutely petrified. Well...she didn't think she had gone completely off the wall, but she was tired of the students thinking they could do whatever they liked without consequence. This was a school, they were here to learn. Apparently, some didn't quite think that.Zack’s response completely mystified Kiva. He couldn’t hurt gnomes? What in the world was he talking about? But, before Kiva could even open her mouth to respond let alone allow Zack to know she had, indeed, heard him, Asher Tallow started talking. Kiva had started to reprimand her for saying terrible things about a classmate, but her words went unheard as Asher continued to speak. Anger rising with every word Asher spoke, but it wasn’t until her last statement that Kiva finally lost her control.
"But you should be sorry for not paying enough attention to the kind of people we're stuck working with. They're the ones who deserved to be punished, not me."
“You want to try that one again, Miss Tallow?” Kiva took a step closer to the girl, anger flashing dangerously into her eyes. Kiva was, by all means, a quiet woman. She lived her life (or used to before worry of her father interrupted her days) as carefree and stress free as she could. But, she lived in the world, had studied the most dangerous of creatures. There was a side of her that was rare to see, but a side that was necessary in order to work with Chimeras, Lions, and Dragons. That assertive, heated side was brewing beneath the surface. The audacity of this girl.
“First of all, Miss Tallow, you didn’t do the assignment. Using Magic was not the way I showed you how to de-gnome a garden. Had you paid the least bit of attention to what I had said before coming over to you, you would have realized that. I ought to completely fail you just for that.” Kiva said, her jaw tight to keep her voice even. The girl had a lot of nerve talking to Kiva like that. Talking to any Professor like that. Kiva was so upset at that moment. She knew that if she had been in her first year of teaching, she would have probably dismissed the class, waited for the students to leave before bursting into tears. However, now she had enough sense to keep her emotions in check. She had enough to cry about with her personal life that she couldn’t let a few bratty students get the better of her.
“Second of all, how dare you speak to your Teacher like that.” Kiva said, finally relaxing her muscles and taking a deep breath to calm herself down. “You chose your partner, Miss Tallow, you only have yourself to blame for that. I’ve dealt with Miss Howard accordingly and she knows her place in this class. I will reprimand her as I see fit.” Kiva walked a bit away from the students before turning back to them. “Earl, Zoey, the two of you may get to work. For now, you have a warning. Do this again, and it’ll be a detention.” Kiva told the two of them before waving them off. Quite frankly, any excuse they gave her didn’t matter to her anymore. Figuring out how to deal with Asher was the only thing on Kiva’s mind and then working out what Zack was on about. But first, Asher.
“You will come back here after dinner, Miss Tallow, without your wand and in some comfortable clothing.” Kiva said. “You will serve detention with me for the rest of this week. I will be sending home an owl to your parents in regards to your attitude and if you continue down this path, a talk with the Deputy Head. Now, go join Zoey and Earl. And do try to learn something from the lesson this time.” Kiva said in a patronizing tone before completely dismissing Asher and turning back to Zack.
“Alright Zack, explain yourself.” Kiva said, her voice lighter than it had been with Asher. “Why can’t you do this lesson?”
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*Is utterly shocked*
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