Welcome back readers. Life is finally at the moderate amount of crazy I like after that whole zombie thing. I caught up on sleep just in time for the annual BVC classroom draft. Every year the instructors of the BVC youth draft from the student body their own class who will receive special instruction pertaining to the instructor’s forte. As I am one of the instructors I too was expected to form a specialized class.
Now I am not the biggest fan of such things like Fantasy Football/Baseball/Basketball/Hockey/Nordic Skiing but I have plenty of friends who spend countless hours poring over stats and schedules trying to create the perfect team. After a few sessions of counsel with some of them I felt that I had a game plan that would yield me a class that was both talented and hard working but also light-hearted and endearing. For my first pick I had my eyes on a tall young man who had some Chinese decent, at the age of 23 he was one of the oldest students studying at the BVC but I have always had a good feeling about saucy veterans. For the next two picks I focused on students of keen focus and was able to acquire a young girl who has a penchant for being bold and is unafraid when it comes to asking question along with a young man with a razor sharp wit who adds both intellect and humor to his study.
I became enthralled in the process, seeing students I had my eyes on drafted by other instructors and having to make picks on the fly. Trying to assess how the students would fair over an entire semester and whether or not they would be able to handle the difficulties that awaited. One of my later picks was a young man with a quiet and dark look to him. I noticed that his aptitude scores were very high and yet no instructor had picked him up. I enquired about this with another teacher and was told that while there is no doubt about the boy’s talent he has yet to respond to any instruction given to him. Always up for a challenge I picked the boy up the next round.
On and on it went until I had my class. 38 bright and eager students with minds ready to mold. Now I was left with the task of picking which area of expertise I would lecture on. Should I lecture on medical aid in dangerous situations involving mythological creatures, or possibly astral projection, or possibly horse whispering? I tossed and turned at night wondering how my knowledge could best serve my students.
After days pondering this most difficult of decisions I landed on the topic of culture creation and shaping. Over my many years of travel and questing I have left my mark on history. Through art, philosophy, daring deeds, and my go to dance moves that Christopher Walken and I perfected, and for which he showcased in a Fatboy Slim video, the societies I have visited have all been affected by my presence. Many would think I just go about these adventures with reckless abandon, letting the chips fall where they may, but I can assure you that in most instances the events that take place are well organized and in some manner of control… I think. Anyways using examples from my experiences I will forge my pupils into the leaders of tomorrow.
Let the Education commence…
