Shop, Tuesday, period 3
The shop class entered today on the usual shop tables arranged in the middle of the junkyard program. There was soldering equipment and hot glue guns and epoxy all set up along with the usual safety accoutrements, and the free standing wipe board had drawings of spiders, bats, skulls, and other spooky sorts of object and creatures.
"Hey kids," Eliot greeted. "Hope ya'all've had a good time at the dance and all this weekend. It's been kind of a busy couple weeks, what with the break and Homecoming and all, but we've got another event comin' right on up on us I thought it might be fun to do something for. And no, I don't mean two of the teachers attempting to get married again."
It was never going to happen. Hannibal and Jono needed to resign themselves to waiting for common law to kick in.
"Halloween, for those who ain't familiar, is a feast holiday derived from a Celtic tradition, wherein folks figured that the barrier separatin' our world from the spirit world gets thinned out once a year, allowin' for all sorts of strange and spooky to happen. Christianity co-opted it, usin' it for saint worship or ancestor honoring, depending on the sect, and then capitalism got its fingers into it sometime early last century, turning it into a big party full of special costumes, decorative items, and most importantly, sugar."
It was all a little more complex than that, but Eliot figured that was a decent enough overview.
"'Course, what all that means for us today in class is, you all are gonna go out into this junkyard, scare yourself up some scrap, and beat, glue, or cut it into shape of a Halloween decoration, either for your dorm of the school grounds. At least one dimension of it should be a foot or more long, and it should be in some way spooky, but since that's a bit of a subjective term, y'all can kinda go nuts on that one. If you're terrified of rainbows and decide to make one of those -- well, I won't say I won't judge you for it, but if it's well-enough made, that judgment won't affect your overall grade.
"Use the skills you've picked up so far in class, and any materials you can get your hands on out here, and go nuts. I look forward to seein' what y'all come up with."
"Hey kids," Eliot greeted. "Hope ya'all've had a good time at the dance and all this weekend. It's been kind of a busy couple weeks, what with the break and Homecoming and all, but we've got another event comin' right on up on us I thought it might be fun to do something for. And no, I don't mean two of the teachers attempting to get married again."
It was never going to happen. Hannibal and Jono needed to resign themselves to waiting for common law to kick in.
"Halloween, for those who ain't familiar, is a feast holiday derived from a Celtic tradition, wherein folks figured that the barrier separatin' our world from the spirit world gets thinned out once a year, allowin' for all sorts of strange and spooky to happen. Christianity co-opted it, usin' it for saint worship or ancestor honoring, depending on the sect, and then capitalism got its fingers into it sometime early last century, turning it into a big party full of special costumes, decorative items, and most importantly, sugar."
It was all a little more complex than that, but Eliot figured that was a decent enough overview.
"'Course, what all that means for us today in class is, you all are gonna go out into this junkyard, scare yourself up some scrap, and beat, glue, or cut it into shape of a Halloween decoration, either for your dorm of the school grounds. At least one dimension of it should be a foot or more long, and it should be in some way spooky, but since that's a bit of a subjective term, y'all can kinda go nuts on that one. If you're terrified of rainbows and decide to make one of those -- well, I won't say I won't judge you for it, but if it's well-enough made, that judgment won't affect your overall grade.
"Use the skills you've picked up so far in class, and any materials you can get your hands on out here, and go nuts. I look forward to seein' what y'all come up with."