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emjay · 01-18-2016, 04:24 PM

Ansley was rather looking forward to this class, no matter how large it would likely be with all the years together in one classroom. It was a subject he was rather fond of and he felt it a creative way to learn about history. He just wondered how many students had actually employed this method of learning already. He figured he'd find out soon enough anyway.

He remained at the front of the room as students walked in, returning greetings with many hellos, good mornings, and nods until he lost count. He was always thankful for the reminder in name as a few had offered, as he still was trying to remember without having seeing it mentally attached to the face. It would come to him soon though. Names, and as many new ones as he had to remember this year, often took time. But at least he had the general idea. And he did have to chuckle being called the train teacher, wondering how long that moniker would stick with him.

Professor Finch watched with vague interest, casually walking through the rows of tables, as some students chose to alter their nametags and others did not. It did not matter to him in the least if they chose to take advantage of the time that way or not, but he felt it did say something about the student and he kept all of that in mind. Interesting.

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Originally Posted by Shanners

"Hey, Professor!" Roo smiled, looked around for his name at a table and took the corresponding seat. A seating chart wasn't something he was used to and he had no idea how it would work out. "Will we be staying in these seats all year, Professor?"

Finch glanced at Rooney as he inquired about the seats. "They are your seats for now, but we'll probably change them up at some point during the term at least once." He liked a little change once in a while or things got too boring. But he liked the way things were for now, unless he saw need to switch someone's seat. And that still remained to be seen.

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Originally Posted by Govoni

"I'm Olivia." No, she hadn't been asked but Liv had never needed prompting. No, she most definitely wasn't that sort of girl. Also..."Hey, Professor! Nice to meet you!" She practically shouted across the room.

Finch looked up at the sound of his name being called out across the room. "And you as well," he said, moving a little closer to Olivia's table. "But we don't shout across the room in this class. Conversational voices only please." If something louder was needed, they'd likely move outside, but there were too many students in this class for the noise level to be out of control.

SPOILER!!: DinosaursOnASpaceship

I think it's morning? Clearly not a Ravenclaw. "I can tell you with complete certainty that it currently is morning," he told the child with a somewhat amused expression. Whether is was good or not was a matter of opinion though.

He then stared after him incredulously as the boy started wandering around the room. Had he ever been inside a classroom before? "Young man," he called after him sternly. "There is no shouting in this classroom. Put your outside voice away, it's not needed today." He also did not need a headache before class even started.

SPOILER!!: Felixir

Ansley knew who this student was. He also knew that he was sitting in the incorrect seat. And that wouldn't bother him so much other than the fact that it seemed to be a deliberate attempt at disregarding his instruction as shown by the crossed out name on his desk.

He simply walked over to him so as not to draw too much attention and pointed at the table just behind the one where he was sitting. "Mr. Prince, you seat happens to be there. My instructions were to sit in the seat I assigned you... Please take the correct seat or express to me why you need to select this different seat." And he didn't care if that was a verbal or written expression. If there was a specific problem, he could be flexible about the arrangement to a degree. And he could provide accommodation as needed. But accommodation didn't mean simply disregard instruction and do whatever you wanted.

OOC - We will start class very soon. I have a family emergency, but I should hopefully be back shortly. Post more if you want. Or not. Up to you. =)

01-18-2016, 04:24 PM	#56 (permalink)
emjay Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Ansley was rather looking forward to this class, no matter how large it would likely be with all the years together in one classroom. It was a subject he was rather fond of and he felt it a creative way to learn about history. He just wondered how many students had actually employed this method of learning already. He figured he'd find out soon enough anyway. He remained at the front of the room as students walked in, returning greetings with many hellos, good mornings, and nods until he lost count. He was always thankful for the reminder in name as a few had offered, as he still was trying to remember without having seeing it mentally attached to the face. It would come to him soon though. Names, and as many new ones as he had to remember this year, often took time. But at least he had the general idea. And he did have to chuckle being called the train teacher, wondering how long that moniker would stick with him. Professor Finch watched with vague interest, casually walking through the rows of tables, as some students chose to alter their nametags and others did not. It did not matter to him in the least if they chose to take advantage of the time that way or not, but he felt it did say something about the student and he kept all of that in mind. Interesting. Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners "Hey, Professor!" Roo smiled, looked around for his name at a table and took the corresponding seat. A seating chart wasn't something he was used to and he had no idea how it would work out. "Will we be staying in these seats all year, Professor?" Finch glanced at Rooney as he inquired about the seats. "They are your seats for now, but we'll probably change them up at some point during the term at least once." He liked a little change once in a while or things got too boring. But he liked the way things were for now, unless he saw need to switch someone's seat. And that still remained to be seen. Quote: Originally Posted by Govoni "I'm Olivia." No, she hadn't been asked but Liv had never needed prompting. No, she most definitely wasn't that sort of girl. Also..."Hey, Professor! Nice to meet you!" She practically shouted across the room. Finch looked up at the sound of his name being called out across the room. "And you as well," he said, moving a little closer to Olivia's table. "But we don't shout across the room in this class. Conversational voices only please." If something louder was needed, they'd likely move outside, but there were too many students in this class for the noise level to be out of control. SPOILER!!: DinosaursOnASpaceship Quote: Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship Hmmm. What was this class? Bradson walked into the classroom and looked around at all of the other students. This was a history class. About magic. Okay, he really was in the right place. The first year still didn't know what his favorite class was so far but he really did like charms the most. HE HAS TO SAY GOOD MORNING???? Yeah? That's what everyone else was saying. "Good morning Professor." What time of day was it anyway? He was too awake for it to be morning. "I think it's morning." Bradson looked over at Professor Finch and nodded before walking off and finding his best friend. The first year looked around more before trying to look for a seat. He was NOT going best friendless for another class. He wasn't going to stand for it one bit. "KAAAAAAAT! WHERE IS MY KAT!" Kat with a "k" not a "c". He wasn't looking for an animal, he was the looking for his best friend. People better not even think about calling her an animal or else they would have him to speak to about and let's just say no speaking would be involved. I think it's morning? Clearly not a Ravenclaw. "I can tell you with complete certainty that it currently is morning," he told the child with a somewhat amused expression. Whether is was good or not was a matter of opinion though. He then stared after him incredulously as the boy started wandering around the room. Had he ever been inside a classroom before? "Young man," he called after him sternly. "There is no shouting in this classroom. Put your outside voice away, it's not needed today." He also did not need a headache before class even started. SPOILER!!: Felixir Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir So, naturally, Daxton ignored the instructions entirely, rather than attempt to explain the situation to the professor. He had been tempted to turn right around and leave the room again, were it not for the fact that he did actually enjoy History of Magic - at least as much as he felt able to enjoy anything. After a moment of regarding those in the classroom, Daxton went ahead and snagged the first free seat that was closest to the door, not even seeking out his own name in the classroom. Barely glancing at the name of whomever's seat he had stolen, Daxton picked up a black marker from the middle of the table and crossed it out, making it entirely unreadable. With the hint of a frown on his face, Daxton looked up and right at the professor, turning the marker over and over in his hands and saying nothing. Ansley knew who this student was. He also knew that he was sitting in the incorrect seat. And that wouldn't bother him so much other than the fact that it seemed to be a deliberate attempt at disregarding his instruction as shown by the crossed out name on his desk. He simply walked over to him so as not to draw too much attention and pointed at the table just behind the one where he was sitting. "Mr. Prince, you seat happens to be there. My instructions were to sit in the seat I assigned you... Please take the correct seat or express to me why you need to select this different seat." And he didn't care if that was a verbal or written expression. If there was a specific problem, he could be flexible about the arrangement to a degree. And he could provide accommodation as needed. But accommodation didn't mean simply disregard instruction and do whatever you wanted. OOC - We will start class very soon. I have a family emergency, but I should hopefully be back shortly. Post more if you want. Or not. Up to you. =) __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line