| Mackled Malaclaw
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Text Cut: Because Airey talks LOADS. Hehehe <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie  STILL WATCHING YOU LIKE WOAH MISS FISCHER!
AHA! Here we go! "BINGO!" Airey said as he jumped up on to the platform again. He would have jumped on her desk, but he didn't trust her. She HAD lied to him about his suit and he was still debating in his head about proper punishment. "A meteor, yes! Or a meteoroid that has entered the Earth's atmosphere." Because those two were the same thing. And THIS is where things got a bit confusing.
"Very good all of you! While other relevant astronomical bodies where also mentioned, the one I was looking for was a meteor. Just to recap a bit. What people refer to as a shooting star begins its existence as a meteoroid which is a solid object, space debris moving in interplanetary space that is less than 1 mile in size. It becomes a meteor when it has entered the Earth's atmosphere and creates a visible path of the meteoroid across the sky and lasts about a fraction of a second. This visible path is what is referred to as a shooting or falling star." He paused for a moment to allow students to catch up with their notes and to let all this sink in. "A meteoroid that has passed through the Earth's atmosphere and made it all the way to the ground, surviving the impact, is called a meteorite. Many of your classmates brought up meteor showers. These are when many meteors appear seconds or minutes apart and seem to originate from the same fixed point in the sky." And it just so happened that there would be a surprise for them all at the end of the term. Best not mention that now though seeing as he needed students to be alert for this activity. "So, shooting or falling stars are not real stars at all. Stars are made up of gases, as I explained to Miss Potter earlier." Bits of information that would become very VERY important here in a moment. "Shooting or falling stars are essentially just small rocks flying through the atmosphere really fast. As Miss Phillips mentioned, in relation to the song I assume, one probably does not want to actually try and catch them."
Cue a pause for dramatic effect as he looked around the classroom and made eye contact with each student.
"HOWEVER! That is precisely what we are going to do!" WASN'T THIS EXCITING?!
With another wave of his wand, the lyrics to Catch a Falling Star vanished from over head and soon what could only be described as a meteor shower appeared in its place. Only there was something different about this shower as the streaks of light zooming across the room were two very distinct colors - blue and yellow.
Airey stood in front of the students with a smirk on his face that just seemed to get bigger and bigger with each passing moment. Heh. THIS was going to be fun.
"I would like you all now to, if you have not brought one yourself, to please grab a muggle baseball glove from this box," he said as he levitated a large cardboard box filled with gloves of all sizes for students to see. "When you have a glove I would like you to also put on this protective gear," he continued as he levitated another box with gear in each house's respective colors. "Once you have your glove and gear on please come and stand in front of the projector. Oh...you...um...you may want to use a Sticking Charm on your things, or if you are not confident in your Charms abilities you can put your things in this box and pick them up at the end of the lesson." Airey indicated an empty box to the right of the one containing all of the protective gear. "And no, we will not be playing baseball."
That was for Muggle Studies.
"So, hop to it!"
OOC: I am so sorry for the delay everyone! Two week old baby had a few fussy days along with a hospital appointment so those kept me away from all you lovely people *wibbles* Please RP your character grabbing the proper equipment and following Professor Flamsteed's instructions. Activity instructions will be posted in a few hours.
WHY WAS HE LOOKING AT HER LIKE THAT?
Alice warily EYED the professor back. He was jumpy, wasn't he? Hopping from the platform to the floor and.. what was he on about now? Baseball? She had no idea what that was, and was even more clueless when he brought out those ridiculous looking gloves. They looked like exploded hands. Swollen, exploded, squishy hands. And those weird costumes.. gear, she meant. Protective gear. She was still listening intently, though, as the man continued on, and.. wait, they were going to catch a star?
This man was insane, wasn't he? Truly, madly insane.
Nevertheless, Alice obliged and dumped all of her belongings in the Gryffindor box. Because she.. charms.. yeah, no. And then she grabbed a glove thing from the box and slipped it on. After somehow managing to crawl into one of those creepy gear costumes, she went and stood in front of the projector. "What NOW, Professor?" Beam. She was EAGER, mmhmm. Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie But before he could go on to explain the elderly gentleman finally made his appearance. Sweet solstice, did they really have to send the old man all the way up here in a wheelchair?
Oh...wheelchair... Airey was going to have to charm that to the floor here in a bit. Probably the old man as well.
Giving the man a nod in greeting, Airey turned back to Miss Fischer and...lost his train of thought due to the distraction of the other observer making their appearance. What had he been talking about again? Or...where had he left off in his response to her? "Can I participate, too, sir?" It felt kind of weird calling someone younger than him 'sir', to Sherman, but it was easy to fall into the rhythm of the class. AND. He wanted to work with the children! The whole point of running for the Board, for him, at least, was to learn more and improve the children's education. And the only way he could do that was if he was up to date on their class topics, right?
Sherman wheeled over to the gloves and gingerly plucked one out of the box, slipping it onto his hands. HE knew what they were, yes, being a Muggleborn wizard and all. Protective gear, too? He hobbled out of his wheelchair when putting it on, leaning on a desk for support while doing so. And then he crawled back into his wheelchair, maneuvering it around the room and towards the projector.
Yes. What now, professor? The old man stared intently at Airey, not blinking an eye. He was eager, TOO, y'know.
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