Who: Joel and anyone who wants to learn how to Shop the Wood.
What: Wood shop, wood shop. Let's all learn to Carpentry.
Where: Shop class.
When: Friday afternoon.
Warnings: It's wood shop. So. Uh. Don't step on any nails.

Joel had picked Friday Afternoon very specifically for this class. So far as he was concerned having a practical, hands on class at the end of a busy week full of books and words and numbers and stuff was a blessing for poor, hard done by high schoolers with more energy than sense.

Incidentally, that was before he'd discovered that the curriculum here was as likely to involve running around in simulated environments shooting things as it was long division and book reports.

Despite carpentry not being quite as incredible as anything involving the stadium, he had to have at least some faith that some kids would want to learn how to make things. And he'd picked out a pretty simple first project to see where everyone was at in terms of prior knowledge.

Who: Lighter, super special sexy secretary Flint, students, lurkers.
What: Wood shop!
When: Bright and early Thursday morning, as usual.
Warnings: Idk, wood jokes.

( Wait, when did we start taking requests? )

Who: MANLY MEN, MANLY ASSISTANTS, AND STUDENTS OF VARYING DEGREES OF MANLINESS. The lurkers are just plain sissies though.
What: Doing manly things with manly wood.
When: Bright and early Thursday morning.
Warnings: Testosterone levels are through the ROOF.

( I love morning wood! ...Shop! ...Wait. )

Who: Lighter/Handymen, Samus, students, lurkers ect.
What: BioMech meets Wood Shop.
Where: Wood Shop class place.
When: backdated a smidgen to Thursday Feb 4th
Warnings: clocks


It could never honestly be said that Lighter was all that creative. Especially when it came to lesson plans but when the mention [or his roundabout vague tsun-tsun suggestion for a mention] of a joint class, Samus, almost entirely for the sake of doing something different decided to oblige. A note was left on her white board for her students as to where her BioMech class was being held this week...

In Wood Shop class.

"On your desks you'll find a box with various wind up clock parts." The blonde said. Much like the one pictured in the link provided only perhaps with with 90% more wood parts. "I've deliberately removed some of the parts from the box which you'll need to remake in order to complete the clock."

She looked to Lighter, that being more of his specialty. Making a few wooden gears to mesh in with the metal ones; that shouldn't be too hard, right?

"Every box comes with very simple instructions. If you can not follow them I will be very disappointed. He'll probably be very disappointed. You don't want to make us disappointed." Samus was probably going to be disappointed. "Lighter can better explain in more detail what exactly you need to build and how it should fit in the clocks."

"Once you complete the clocks you'll learn how they store energy to work." This is where Samus does her part; a boring lecture while bending over the chalk board and writing notes. "There are two different types of energy; potential [example: chemical, gravitational or electrical energy] or kinetic energy [example: thermal energy]. Windup clocks such as this use potential energy transferred from your hand that you wind up and store in the clock's accumulator. That's that windup spring in there that slowly releases the tension over a long period of time, and you'll hear the clock's distinctive tick as it does so."

Samus exchanged one last look with Lighter before shrugging, done with her notes. "If you don't have any questions, go to it."

Who: Ho-oh, students and faculty who wish to pop in.
What: WOODSHOP, FABULOUS WOODSHOP
When: Thursday
Where: Outside by the lake, where else?

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Who: Handymen, Students, Lurkers, etc
What: WOODSHOP CLASS HRNNNGH
When: Backdated to Thursday the 25th.

( Houses again? Come ON, man. )

Who: Lighter, Flint, any students who attend and/or faculty who decide to drop by.
What: Lighter takes up teaching (with special co-teacher Furinto) and decides the usual projects are for SISSIES.
When: Thursday morning
Where: Today, the magically enormous stadium field not far off from the forest.

( I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay... )