#mr. o

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me and him one day trust

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child’s play

[187days]

Day One Hundred Forty

Okay, so today? So busy. I did not have nearly enough hours to do all the things. But it was still such an awesome day, and I had a ton of fun.

I whipped through a bunch of grading during my prep time, helped Mr. O do the paperwork for his cert. hours and chatted with both him and Mr. CS about upcoming PD stuff. Then, during flex time, I proctored the citizenship test and helped a bunch of students doing make-up work/retakes, then taught my classes.

In Global Studies, students shared their current events write-ups, and then I recapped what we'd covered in the last two classes about the DRC and Rwanda. At the end of last class, when I was teaching about the beginning of the Rwandan Genocide, I asked them to think about what they'd have done if they were in charge of the US at the time. Would they have intervened or not? Today, I went back to that question, and had them think about the risks and benefits of that intervention- and, more broadly, of any military deployment- because I wanted them to see that it's a complex decision, and that no matter what we do, there are positive and negative consequences. Even doing nothing is still doing something, you know?

So students talked that out, I wrote what they said on the board in a pros/cons chart. Then I asked them all to do a little reflective writing and answer the question I'd posed: if they were in charge, what would they do? I loved how many of them put their hands up to share what they'd written, and how they had different views and different reasons for their views. It really made it clear that it wasn't a simple decision. The students in my second section said they wanted to hear my answer, too, so I gave it after they gave theirs.

The last question I asked was, "What do you think the US actually did?" Mixed results on that, and I'm curious if any of them will Google it over the weekend because my response was, "You'll find out next week!" right before the bell rang. It was a perfect cliffhanger, and the students in two out of the three sections groaned at me for it. I was delighted.

Best thing? The Principal was observing my third section, so he got to see all of it, and it was awesome.

After that, I ate a quick lunch, changed into my track clothes, and got Mrs. R set up to cover my APGOV class. She played Kahoot with my students while I was on the bus with the track team for the first meet of the season. We traveled about an hour and a half to the host school. The team was in high spirits, everyone was excited to compete, and they did so well. Every team had to help run the meet, so I was out at javelin with Coach A for basically the entire meet. Luckily, javelin was in the middle of the field so I could still see my sprinters.

They had a good meet. The boys won, the girls finished in the middle of the table. The sprinters contributed a lot to that. There was one issue with the relay girls, the Head Coach handled it, and then they ran super well. The boys 4x100 team won in a big way. And, all around the events, our athletes set down benchmark performances to build from. Plus, Coach O and Coach G had their first meet experience, and learned how fun it is to be with this team.

We'll keep going from here.

[missrandomdreamer]

Drawn from staring at a screenshot of angy Crocodile 🐊

[ideas-4-stories]

Cross Guild Romance prompt: Buggy is a no show for the morning address at Cross Guild. Beyond annoyed thinking that he's overslept, Mihawk and Crocodile go to Buggy's living quarters. They barge in expecting a sleepy clown. Instead they stumble on a horror scene. Buggy is laying on the floor, beaten and raped, barely alive with a makeshift garotte around his neck. The sight will haunt Mihawk and Crocodile as long as they live as they rush Buggy to the hospital tent. Buggy survives but is deeply traumatized. Mihawk and Crocodile become his unofficial bodyguards, and then slowly become his loving partners/almost husbands. Even as they focus on helping Buggy recover, especially when he can't remember who hurt him, they are still hunting for whoever dared to hurt THEIR clown. Up to you who the perpetrator is, but Mihawk and Crocodile will find this individual and make them regret ever coming out of their mother's womb.

😱Holy stars above and beyond😱

Ummm, plot twist Buggy didn't get raped and most of the blood is that person here him. Buggy basically cat fighter the dude, while his "friends" left in fear.

I doubt Buggy wouldn't fight like a cage animal until the end. Why he's laying there is because he is exhausted from fighting. The clown already called the ports to close them down and get people paroling the beaches for anyone trying to get off the island.

Buggy would be shocked that Mihawk and Crocodile has walked into the mess of what's his space now. I see Buggy be like 'Oh pardon the mess, anyway-' for some reason. And Mihawk and Crocodile standing there in as much shock as their faces can do.

So they go and find the others, and it's a game of cats and mice. All the followers are cheering them on and getting out of the way. Hell maybe throwing things at those nasty assholes. Those peeps are unnamed because they don't deserve to have names

Now I'm thinking Crocodile and Mihawk might think Buggy is heavily hurt. When he's not, but it warms Buggy's heart and makes Buggy flustered.

Sorry this one came before the other two I have. I wanted to get this out first. Because I really don't like Rape fics at all and barely read them

[retrowave-racer]

Not all who enter the Dark Forest are lost.

Some environmental storytelling with the mirror verse versions of my ocs Rita and Mr. S, Rose and Mr. O! In this au Rose is almost considered a mythical being, rarely seen by the other guardians because of how shy and nervous she is. Upon searching for her one day Mr. O is injured badly and the woman of legend comes to his aid….

This was apparently to strong to be a gif!

[incorrect-odd-squad-quotes]

Mr. O: I have 21 trophies.

Ms. O: Where do you keep them all?

Mr. O: The trophy room.

Ms. O: Maybe I should make a trophy room, too.

Mr. O: Why don’t you start with a trophy shelf.

[sequentialartistsworkshop]

Lewis Trondheim!