Post by Patrick D'Arcy on Sept 11, 2013 0:49:06 GMT -8
Patrick walked into his classroom, and for once he was by himself. Since his rat, Snoop, had injured herself, repeatedly, he had taken the hint that she was lonely and had purchased a friend for her, so the two rats were running around his apartment. A lot of people thought that it was gross that he let the rodent have full run of his place, but Snoop, and now Gem as well, were house trained and they always returned to their house when they needed a rest.
Walking across to his desk, he put his briefcase down on the top, took his box of white board markers out of the top draw and then walked over to the whiteboard. In the top left corner he used the black pen and wrote Welcome. Then, using every other coloured pen he owned, he wrote across the board Colour and Sound. He then walked back to his desk and opened the case. Out of it he pulled out the stack of papers he had for that day's lesson. He then walked to the large cupboard and wheeled the television out and moved it so that it was behind the whiteboard, ready for when he needed it. He then walked around the room and dropped a pile of papers on each desk and then walked back to his desk where he picked up a large version of each of the papers that he had put on the students' desks, and put them at the bottom of the whiteboard. He then sat down behind the desk and waited for the students to arrive.
Once the students had arrived, he took centre spot in the front of the room and smiled over his students. "Welcome to Psychology. I am your teacher, Mr D'Arcy. We are going to start the year off by studying the psychology of colour and sound." He knew that one of his students was deaf, but he had a was to work around the fact that the boy couldn't hear, as sound could also be heard through vibrations. "On your desk you will find sheets of different coloured paper as well as some advertisements. Then we're going to watch some movie clips - with the sound muted. As I hold up each of the sheets of paper, I want you to call out what that colour makes you feel, and I'd like you to write the feelings down on your sheet of that colour. And remember that this is psychology, you won't be judged on what you say, nor will it be held and used against you at a later date if you choose just to write down the emotions that the colours bring." Taking a step back he held up the papers one at a time; green, purple, yellow, grey, gold, orange, black, silver, blue, brown, red and white, quickly writing on them everything that was called out.
Walking across to his desk, he put his briefcase down on the top, took his box of white board markers out of the top draw and then walked over to the whiteboard. In the top left corner he used the black pen and wrote Welcome. Then, using every other coloured pen he owned, he wrote across the board Colour and Sound. He then walked back to his desk and opened the case. Out of it he pulled out the stack of papers he had for that day's lesson. He then walked to the large cupboard and wheeled the television out and moved it so that it was behind the whiteboard, ready for when he needed it. He then walked around the room and dropped a pile of papers on each desk and then walked back to his desk where he picked up a large version of each of the papers that he had put on the students' desks, and put them at the bottom of the whiteboard. He then sat down behind the desk and waited for the students to arrive.
Once the students had arrived, he took centre spot in the front of the room and smiled over his students. "Welcome to Psychology. I am your teacher, Mr D'Arcy. We are going to start the year off by studying the psychology of colour and sound." He knew that one of his students was deaf, but he had a was to work around the fact that the boy couldn't hear, as sound could also be heard through vibrations. "On your desk you will find sheets of different coloured paper as well as some advertisements. Then we're going to watch some movie clips - with the sound muted. As I hold up each of the sheets of paper, I want you to call out what that colour makes you feel, and I'd like you to write the feelings down on your sheet of that colour. And remember that this is psychology, you won't be judged on what you say, nor will it be held and used against you at a later date if you choose just to write down the emotions that the colours bring." Taking a step back he held up the papers one at a time; green, purple, yellow, grey, gold, orange, black, silver, blue, brown, red and white, quickly writing on them everything that was called out.