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Post by Admin on Oct 17, 2015 4:20:33 GMT
Izzy was sitting Indian style on her desk as the kids walked into the classroom.
"Welcome everyone. I know this is right after lunch, but WAKE UP! Welcome to Photography. We will be taking lots of pictures of lots of stuff. You will learn about different types of photography, different cameras, lighting styles and developing and processing. There will be a small about of photoshop and digital editing. Starting next month we will be producing a monthly newspaper, you will be responsible for any visuals needed for it. I will also need you all to sign up for at least one afterschool activity to photograph. So, pick a seat and write down on that sheet of paper three things that inspire you."
She jumped down off the desk. "By the way, My name is either Ms. Cavaletti or Izzy. Only my parents and people more familiar than you call me Isabelle. And if you call me Belle or Bella, I will fail you! Just so we're clear."
Wren was more interested in being in front of the camera, but she had loved taking photos back home and she seemed to be fairly good at it. And Caden just had a truly artistic eye for just about anything.
Sabine came in already wishing that she was back in Ivan's room. She wondered if they were going to give them cameras, maybe she could sneak a picture of Ivan.
Kat was happy to be back in a familiar classroom and to have her brother with her.
Micah walked in rather confused by the strange little woman.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 17, 2015 4:49:46 GMT
Keira came in and sat in the back of the room. She hadn't realize the same teacher that taught Journalism also taught Photography. This was going to be a long year. She wrote down on her paper: Nature, Cats, and Sunrises.
Lance happily sat next to his sister. The little woman who taught the class was comical. He looked forward to what she had to offer. For his inspiration he wrote: Dragons, Architecture and Simple Beauty.
Jameson yawned as he came into class. He was no longer drowsy. In fact he was waking up with the fuel he'd eaten for lunch. He sat near the windows. For inspiration he wrote down: Black & White, Number 7 and Women in Bikinis.
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Post by Admin on Oct 18, 2015 23:54:14 GMT
Wren thought about it for a moment: Tattoos, Gothic culture, and sunsets.
Caden knew right away: Tattoos, Black & White and Gothic Architecture.
Sabine smiled at her paper: Art, Family, Nature.
Micah was honest, it was probubly going to get him into trouble. Dita Von Teese, Betty Paige, Tasteful nudity
Kat once again was staring at her paper, unsure what to write. My brother......
Izzy came by and picked up all of the papers seeing the small sad girl in the back of the classroom again. She looked at her paper and quietly spoke to her. "Do you still need some more time?" Kat looked up at her with water-filled eyes. "I don't know what else to write. Miss. I'm sorry." Izzy just smiled at her. "It's alright. It's something we can work on." She moved on to finish gathering up the rest of them.
She started passing out the digital cameras. "These are yours to use for the year. Please be responsible with them. And please remember that you are all underage! Don't commit a felony."
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Post by storyteller on Oct 19, 2015 0:13:44 GMT
Keira looked at the classroom. Her eyes focused on two in particular. Maybe she should have written down exotic men for her inspiration because damn did she want to take pictures of them. She didn't have any of her core classes with them so that probably meant that they were of a lower class than she was. She just hoped neither of them were freshmen. She raised her hand for the teacher. "Now, for those of us that also have your Journalism class, does this mean we get to take pictures for our own articles?" And could we write articles on people? She didn't ask it out loud though.
Lance looked over his camera, excitement running through him like electricity. He'd always wanted to take pictures but all he could ever afford was disposable cameras. And those sucked.
Jameson had a better camera at home. He wondered if she had a good enough eye to pick out whether he took pictures with this camera as opposed to his other one. He could just change the memory stick.
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Post by Admin on Oct 19, 2015 0:38:15 GMT
"You can as long as we are still completing your primary assignments for both classes. Also, if you have your own camera, I want your first asignment to be done with what I have given you, but bring me in yours and I will look it over. If it passes my inspection then you may use that for the rest of your assignments. We will be doing so work with older cameras and true film, but that will be after winter break."
She looked around the classroom. "Any other questions?"
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Post by storyteller on Oct 19, 2015 0:46:18 GMT
Since no one else raised their hands for a question, Keira raised her hand again. "Forgive me, just one last question. Will our pictures appear in the yearbook at all?"
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Post by Admin on Oct 19, 2015 1:00:50 GMT
"It's possible. It's possible, but I believe in the fact that your photos are your property, you will be asked before your photos are used and while I can't legally pay you for them, I personally will buy a yearbook for every student who's photos are used."
"Alright then, here is your first assignment and we are going to go outside and start it. You are to take a picture that shows the beauty in an ordinary object. It can be color or black and white. I don't want a flower, a sunset or sunrise. Give me something that shows you are able to adjust the way you look at the world around you. Now, you can leave your bags, I'm going to lock the room, grab your camera and lets head outside. Take as many pictures as you like between today and tomorrow, we will go through them tomorrow and you will submit your favorite along with why you chose it."
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Post by storyteller on Oct 19, 2015 1:22:09 GMT
Lance smiled at his sister. "Ready to have fun?" He left his bag next to his desk and stood, waiting for her to join him.
Keira waited for a bit until the boys she had her eye on were getting up to go. She followed them.
Before the first student could open the door, it opened and Lydia stepped inside. She walked over to the teacher, her face as red as a tomato. She whispered to her, "Sorry. I had to go home and change. Woman problems came out of nowhere." She looked extremely apologetic and hoped that since her teacher was a woman, she would understand.
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Post by Admin on Oct 19, 2015 1:46:52 GMT
Izzy looked the girl over with a understanding face. "Stolyer, take them out the side door and get them started. Everyone stay within visual of each other, I'll be out in a moment." She turned to talk to the young girl. "No worries, are you feeling alright, we are going to be outside moving around quite a bit. Would you like to join us or would you feel more comfortable in the library or nurses office?" She smelled like something was really wrong with her.
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Day one
Oct 19, 2015 1:56:19 GMT
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Post by storyteller on Oct 19, 2015 1:56:19 GMT
"Yes ma'am. Come on guys and gals. Follow me." Lance led everyone outside so they could start taking pictures.
Once everyone was out of the room Lydia turned back to her teacher with tears in her eyes. "I don't know what's going on. This has never happened before. The blood. It soaked through everything I have on. It won't stop. I don't know what to do." Her bottom lip was quivering but she fought off all out crying.
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Post by Admin on Oct 19, 2015 2:04:46 GMT
Izzy looked the girl over. "It's alright. Come with me we will walk down to the nurses' office together. " She placed her hand on the girls shoulder.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 19, 2015 2:18:55 GMT
Lydia leaned into her new teacher that she didn't know just for the strength that she offered. She was starting to get a little dizzy anyway and it scared her because she knew it was from the blood loss. She followed her to the nurse's office.
Riq happened to smell the blood because he was in that part of the school and caught up with them. "Everytin' a'right?"
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Post by Admin on Oct 19, 2015 2:40:33 GMT
Izzy gave him a concerned look. "We're just going to see the nurse. Thank you." She didn't want to embarrass the girl, but she was more than a bit worried about her.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 19, 2015 2:53:45 GMT
Riq nodded and headed down the hallway nonchalantly. He was headed to Anna's office. Once there, he knocked on her doorframe. "Uh, Miss Tate? Der's a student dat is in need of help. Izzy is takin' her to da nurse's office. Though I'm not so sure da nurse can help, me. She's jus a human."
Lydia started feeling a little woozy. She tried to take a few deep breaths to try and calm her head but it wasn't helping. "Can we stop for just a second?" If she didn't stop moving she was going to pass out.
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Post by Admin on Oct 19, 2015 3:02:20 GMT
Anna looked up at the blonde man in her door, she narrowed her brows. "And the young lady is what? What's wrong with her?" She stood from her desk and moved towards the door and headed to the nurses' office.
Izzy stopped and supported the girl. She was really starting to worry, but she couldn't just pick her up while she was still conscience enough to know. She shouldn't be able to pick up a girl and carry her with ease, but she wasn't human and this girl wouldn't even make her break a sweat.
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