I was in 10th grade honours English. I loved my teacher - she was super cool, but didn’t take any shit from anyone. During our time with her, she was going through a rough divorce.
Our teacher had developed this system: if we were good, she’d add “time” to our class, with each “time” being worth ten seconds, so we had to work hard. That meaning, she would give us a free period after we’d built up the exact time that a period extended to be. It was an earned privilege, and we always did our best to try and obtain it. Hell, playing puzzle games and reading was way more fun than a test or worksheet!
We were reading Animal Farm, a book my mom had given to me when I was ten bc she knew I loved to read and enjoyed anything that was thought-provoking. I’d read it then, and again later in my parochial middle school. Living in a big city, public schools aren’t well-funded, and I was lucky to have all my close family scrape together cash for a good education. Needless to say, I was rather familiar with the book.
Now back to the system! Our teacher had implemented a rule that every morning (she taught my first period class) we wood stand up and recite the commandments of animalism. We’d all try our hardest to do it perfectly, lest “time” be taken off our class. But one morning, she was… cold.
My classmates who’d recited before me were all told to sit down and stop reciting, because they were “wrong.” Knowing that, I was confused, as was everyone else. Yet, we all kept trying the same thing. She let the first few people finish. Then, she let people get partially through before she’d utter, “wrong” or something of the sort and deduct our hard-earned time.
It finally got to me; it was my turn. I stood up and started, and was immediately shut down by her. I was frustrated, to say the least. I replied after a second and told her that I was, indeed, right. She muttered for me to sit down. I refused, and by now she’d taken off twenty seconds. Everyone groaned, but I continued to disobey. Eventually, my classmates started telling me to just stop and it turned into yelling at me once I’d lost our hard-earned twenty minutes (meaning we had been halfway to a free period) as I continued to argue. Once we were in the negatives, people were literally yelling obscenities at me. They even yelled at her, blaming her divorce and period. Gross behaivour, mind you.
I didn’t stop.
The teacher said that she was going to call security and have me removed. I replied that it was a-okay with me to do so. I promptly walk out of the room and she followed up by telling me to wait in the hallway. I’d intended to walk to the office myself, but obliged figuring it was no matter to me.
I was in the hallway for about a minute before she rushed out and gently grabbed me by the shoulders. I was rightly confused. She gasped, and stammered out that she had never imagined it would happen. Why was she suddenly not being so ruthless? Why was she flabbergasted? Well, apparently what she’d “wanted” was for us to all fail. That it was a lesson, and she’d have given back the “time” she had removed. It was all about “knowing” what was coming, and how fascism meant that the rules could change at any time, without your knowledge and consent, but you could still be punished for it. She told me that she’d called security, and told them if they saw me in the hall during that call, to excuse me. Nobody had done that before. Apparently, throughout her decades of teaching, not one student had done that. They had all caved and sat down eventually.
You can be that person. In something that matters to us all. It’s not fun, but when has fighting for what’s right ever been easy?
@elenatrini yes definitely! it’s ironic because so many of their own have, but I think it’s such a typical Shadowhunter thing to refuse to learn from the past. I mean, instead of using Valentine as a lesson/warning, they refused to let anyone talk about it and effectively covered the entire mess up as if it never happened.
Something that a lot of fandoms need to understand is that while you can like a book or a movie or a show that has flaws, liking it doesn’t give you an excuse to ignore its flaws.
If the only POC representation in a show is tokenism, point it out. If a movie is dripping in heteronormativity, point it out. If a book has problems with character development or Mary Sues or even writing quality, point it out.
Liking a work doesn’t mean you’re allowed to put it up on a pedestal and act like its flaws don’t exist. Instead, it’s your job to acknowledge and accept those flaws for what they are.
my world cultures class has talked about cultural appropriation and cat calling and both times they got the whole concepts completely wrong and just ended up talking about what they THOUGHT was cultural appropriation/cat calling…….
I love this. Because Leonard Snart is canonically the biggest nerd you will ever meet, and I have so many headcanons about this. XD
Within a couple of weeks of joining the Waverider crew, they start having movie nights. They don’t tell the others, although sometimes, Mick tags along.
Sara’s favorites are action movies, although Leonard isn’t sure why, because she spends the whole of every movie criticizing the characters’ fighting techniques.
Leonard watches literally every kind of movie, and can quote most of them by heart.
When he discovers that she hasn’t seen the Princess Bride, he absolutely insists that they watch it immediately, even though they just got back to the Waverider after a long day, it’s two in the morning, and Sara just wants to sleep.
He makes her watch it again, because she falls asleep on his shoulder ten minutes in.
Sometimes, they test each other, throwing out random movie quotes to see if the other can identify them.
Leonard always wins. Always.
They both love Disney movies, although it takes them an age to admit it.
The first one they watch together is Frozen, when he admits that he actually hasn’t seen it. She calls him Elsa for a week after.
And repeatedly asks him if he wants to build a snowman.
“Unless it involves icing the man who wrote that song, no, I do not.”
Cheesy Christmas movies aren’t either of their favorites, but sometimes, when they’re both missing their sisters, they’ll put on the sappiest one they can find, and remember watching them with Laurel and Lisa, respectively.
That doesn’t happen often.
They watch the first six Star Wars movies together, even though they’ve both seen them before, and while they don’t really acknowledge the parallel, neither of them are quite willing to watch the seventh, either. (They DO agree that Mick is Chewbacca. He’s okay with that.)
Len totally, 100% tells her he loves her using movie quotes, long before he’s ready to say the actual words.
“As you wish,” he murmurs the first time, and it takes her a moment to register the words, but when she does, she nearly drops the knife she’s sharpening.
The first time she tells him she loves him, the actual words, he struggles for a moment, but in the end, settles for a quiet, “I know,” and a look that pleads with her to understand.
Of course, she does.
She doesn’t stop telling him she loves him, and he never stops saying “I know.”
The first time he actually tells her he loves her, he’s shaking, but sure, and she’s so, so proud.
She still says “I know,” in response. (Though it’s quickly followed by a kiss, and an “I love you, too.”)
Bonus: They raise their children right, on Disney, Princess Bride, and Star Wars.
And they live happily ever after.
Send me a ship, friendship, or character, and a prompt, and I’ll try to get you some headcanons!