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[thenormalsquint]

Good afternoon, Westerberg sweeties! It's that time of year again. Yes, that time where I totally break the rules and risk my teaching career by offering you another way to scrape your grade up from the bottom of the barrel in the last days of school.

First up, if you've done your final project, congratulations. You don't have to take the final exam. Turn it in and I'll see you in the hallways next semester or on Facebook in your drunken college shenanigans. If you didn't, and you know I'm talking about you, Henry, I can't legally pass you. Again. However, I'd love to see your lovely face in these desks again next year with all your excuses of why you didn't do the little bit of homework I do give you.

Again.

I did say there was another option, right? Right. Here we go.

Using a superhero, cartoon character, or mythical figure as reference, create an overlay of the basic muscle groups. Dimensions are variable, but the entire thing shouldn't be larger than sixteen inches by twenty inches. Due Friday, noon, the latest. Short notice, yes, but teachers have social lives too.

That's it. Easy as pie. Can be done in one or two class periods if you feel the need to take some time for a private field trip. [Coughing and a whisper of Justin.] And before I forget, I'd like to thank all the students who didn't belong to me who took the time out of their busy class schedules to hang out in my classroom that didn't belong to them. You've made teaching a joy.

Miss Angela, out.


[ooc: Just your regular hang loose and fly free art teacher. Feel free to make excuses of why you were in her classroom even if she wasn't your teacher.]

Comments

[goodboysgood]

I... don't need to. My point is that even the graphic artists who originated them have trouble keeping them consistent, let alone the characters drawn by multiple artists. They have muscle groups that don't exist, their spines twist at impossible angles... you can't possibly grade a latecomer picture of a superhero as consistently as you would someone who actually took human physiology into account.

[It wouldn't be fair.]

[thenormalsquint]

[In every class, there is always one. This semester, it's clearly Chase.]

It's high school art, not the Louvre. I'm not asking for perfection here, Robert. Just a basic understanding of the muscle groups. Don't do a superhero. Do the mailman. Somebody. Just show me where what muscle is where and we can go from there.

[goodboysgood]

You've already had my work. My point is that it can't be marked fairly alongside an assignment given at the last minute with entirely different stipulations. You asked for accuracy, not fiction.

[To be fair at least half of this is directed at the desk. He's new, he's not happy at this school, and he's ridiculously diligent even in a subject (art) he's not naturally gifted in.

And if she'd been fair about this and given the assignment alongside the first, he could have drawn Catwoman.]

[thenormalsquint]

[It's an easy assignment. How much fairer can she be? And goodness, look at her when you're speaking, Chase. Don't talk to the desk. That's rude.

And he could still draw Catwoman.]

So you're just complaining to complain now about something that is just extra credit and not a full credit assignment, even though you're already passing the class? You're a little too young to be so miserable already.

[goodboysgood]

It seems like a reward for not working, that's all. I suppose the idea confuses me.

[He hasn't yet learned to work smart, not hard.]

I'm... I'm not miserable.

[thenormalsquint]

It's not a reward. It's a second chance.

And if you're not, why are you staring at the desk? My eyes are up here.

[goodboysgood]

It's a precedent. It... wouldn't have been done at Cutlers.

[It's not hard to maintain eye contact because he's miserable, Angela.

And he'll learn the benefit of second chances one day.]

I was surprised.

[thenormalsquint]

There's a reason why I don't teach at Cutlers.

[Mainly they are far too uptight for her liking.]

And you didn't answer my question. [She will make him look at her if it kills her.]