Scott sits at his desk, waiting for most of the students to finish this final exercise he had given them. True, it is towards the end of school and the other Tech Teacher in the building was a bit of a hard-ass on his students, but Scott rather dislikes that approach. having been of a friendly nature from the beginning, he took in a variety of students, from students that could freely and clearly express themselves, to other students who were a bit more reclusive and likely a bit lonely throughout the day. As he is more lienient then his programming counterpart, he had told the students that if all of them get their work done early, they might be able to watch a movie. As his past experience had taught him, giving his students this friendlyness and freedom throughout the year actually allowed them all to enjoy the class more then if he were just this stern, unfeeling block that did nothing but read lectures from his book and assign Homework, taking some attendance here and there. Always a teacher you can approach if you are having a problem, be it related to his class, or a personal issue you do not want your Guidance counsellor aware of for whatever mysterious reason, his door was always open. As a result of this, not only had he helped some students when they were feeling down, but he also saw an influx more of them that requested help when they needed it. This goes well for them, with it being a Comunnications tech class and all, but there was still the tech side that some students struggled with. during his planning periods he almost always had one or two students in his 'lab', though it more so resembles a classroom with computers at the desks and monitors that receede into the desks at the press of a button on Scott's keyfob, a precaution to prevent his students from wasting all of their time on the tech when everything has to be balenced just so. Everything was tidy, and in fact every afternoon before he went home he would tidy up a little, though there was never too much work to be done. Similar to the program that had appeared for Kisho, however, there was another that had done almost the exact same for Scott. However, in this case, rather then being a Snowman that mocks him, its a Program that when clicked, plays a sad tune and promptly tells him it is not the correct time. Sighing, as he stares at the icon, he thinks back to the lyrics of the song one more time, not opening the app due to there being students around, but he reviews them. As unfortunate as it is, however, he can only remember the first part of it.
Walk on, Wand'ring souls, For your res,pite, we pray.
Let our, Humble song, Clear your hearts, Of dismay,
Rekin,dle the flame, of your souls, 'n' set you free,
so walk on, and become, the light that guides, the way.....
Scott, while letting out a sigh, thinks over the potential meaning of the lyrics. < Wand'ring souls? Could that be the children? No, Probably not...Hearts that are dismayed? I can't imagine most of the students feeling that way or feeling that way for very long, with everything we have here to help....and then the rest of the message is kinda a cross between that of a love song and a sorrow-filled memorial of someone the author once knew. > Sighing, He waits for everyone to finish, before heading to talk to Kisho, As his planning period is this next period and he thought he'd at least ask Kisho if he may know anything about the cryptic song. Could they be interrelated? It's too soon to tell, but so far as Scott is concerned, he does want Kisho's input, even if they may not get along the best.
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