The first relief project did not go over so well with my class. Jim was livid when I told him this. He wandered around the house for a few days mumbling things about how people don't know good art when they see it and something about the educational system on this planet that I didn't quite understand, and then finally insisted that I take him with me to class when I handed in the new piece I'd made.
Of course, when he got to my class, he quickly forgot his anger and the confrontational speech he had been preparing in the car on the way there, and got along well with everyone. He was well liked by them, as well.
Of course, when he got to my class, he quickly forgot his anger and the confrontational speech he had been preparing in the car on the way there, and got along well with everyone. He was well liked by them, as well.
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