Post by viola on Oct 10, 2007 12:53:26 GMT -5
In all of her years of teaching previously, Annemarie had never felt as....nervous?....as she was feeling at that very moment. The clock ticked as her young students would be soon to arriving, and the woman's dark angelic, but holy nature about her was as frantic as she was. She hoped her nerves would only serve her well that day with the class and getting to know everyone as she was hoping wouldn't be to hard to do. There would be only a few students compared to her classes at St. Cathrine's, though still she wasn't fully aware of why she felt so uneasy.
"Dearest Father, please give me strength..." she muttered to herself, closing her eyes just briefly and reopening them again and smiling. Her demonstration was all set up with multiple items on a table set out in order to discuss how muggles communicated with each other. And to compare, such wizard/witching items were also pla[ced out on a table to be viewed from the desks.
Annemarie had set up the classroom accordingly, seeing that there be only two rows so no one would be hiding in the back to far away from where they couldn't see or could not be seen by her. She didn't need anyone sinking away under their desks or falling asleep in class. No, that certainly wouldn't do. And just in case, one single desk was placed up front next to the table of items. That desk would be for the person who was late...that was, if anyone dared to be.
She sighed and looked over at the items on the table. A phone, laptop computer, and other such items the students may or may not recognize depending on how close to the muggle world they were. There were even stamps on the table for sending letters through snail mail. The items they were probably familiar with were that of floo power, an owl who 'hooed' a bit but didn't make any sudden movements. It looked at Annemarie with wonder on it's face about why it was standing on the table, but made no motions to leave the spot. Annemarie figured that it must have been comfortable.
However, the items would come much later in the discussion that Annemarie planned on having with the children. Also on the table in front of the classroom, was a podium, which she planned to stand behind, the chalk board conveniently behind that. A nice set up, if she didn't say so herself.
Pacing in front of the chalkboard, there was only one more thing that Annemarie realized she forgot to do. Picking up a piece of chalk, for she was used to doing things the muggle way and found enjoyment out of doing it, she wrote on the board in magnificent cursive......
Professor Van Aller, Welcome to Muggle Studies.
Looking at the simplicity of what she wrote, Annemarie found herself satisfied and sighed. Even though it was in the middle of the year, and the students had already had the Muggle Studies classes so far, she was out to make it a better course. A more interesting and tolerant course about how all humans were the same, magical or not. That was her goal, and she hoped to enlighten many in that sense. Footsteps could be heard behind her....it was time for the next chapter of her story to begin.
[Now Open to all Students, and Welcome to Muggle Studies!]
"Dearest Father, please give me strength..." she muttered to herself, closing her eyes just briefly and reopening them again and smiling. Her demonstration was all set up with multiple items on a table set out in order to discuss how muggles communicated with each other. And to compare, such wizard/witching items were also pla[ced out on a table to be viewed from the desks.
Annemarie had set up the classroom accordingly, seeing that there be only two rows so no one would be hiding in the back to far away from where they couldn't see or could not be seen by her. She didn't need anyone sinking away under their desks or falling asleep in class. No, that certainly wouldn't do. And just in case, one single desk was placed up front next to the table of items. That desk would be for the person who was late...that was, if anyone dared to be.
She sighed and looked over at the items on the table. A phone, laptop computer, and other such items the students may or may not recognize depending on how close to the muggle world they were. There were even stamps on the table for sending letters through snail mail. The items they were probably familiar with were that of floo power, an owl who 'hooed' a bit but didn't make any sudden movements. It looked at Annemarie with wonder on it's face about why it was standing on the table, but made no motions to leave the spot. Annemarie figured that it must have been comfortable.
However, the items would come much later in the discussion that Annemarie planned on having with the children. Also on the table in front of the classroom, was a podium, which she planned to stand behind, the chalk board conveniently behind that. A nice set up, if she didn't say so herself.
Pacing in front of the chalkboard, there was only one more thing that Annemarie realized she forgot to do. Picking up a piece of chalk, for she was used to doing things the muggle way and found enjoyment out of doing it, she wrote on the board in magnificent cursive......
Professor Van Aller, Welcome to Muggle Studies.
Looking at the simplicity of what she wrote, Annemarie found herself satisfied and sighed. Even though it was in the middle of the year, and the students had already had the Muggle Studies classes so far, she was out to make it a better course. A more interesting and tolerant course about how all humans were the same, magical or not. That was her goal, and she hoped to enlighten many in that sense. Footsteps could be heard behind her....it was time for the next chapter of her story to begin.
[Now Open to all Students, and Welcome to Muggle Studies!]