So, school began just last week, and already I'm loving my Macroeconomics class. The guys at my table are just freaking hilarious when we're all put together and thrown ever so gracefully (not) into whatever activity the teacher has planned for us.
The latest activity we did was something along these lines:
The four of us got stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere in Alaska. First of all, why the heck would I, the girl who is shivering in sixty-degree weather, be on a school trip in Alaska in the first place? Our only materials salvaged included two oars (Nose goes), three life preservers (Sorry, Eli, but again, nose goes), a book of matches, two knives (Once again, nose goes), two rain ponchos (Again... Well, you get the picture. Nose goes all the way. Victory for myself and Levi.), a compass, an axe, and our wet clothing (Any guesses on what we would use our wet clothing for? I'm thinking I would like to keep my wet clothes on, thank you very much).
Being the rational ones, our first thought (For the most part, anyway. There's always the odd one.) was 'shelter'. Naturally, we used logs (thank you for the axe, Mrs. Rowland.) and our two rain ponchos. Task one, done.
Our second thought, now being the rationally irrational ones, was slingshot. According to the assignment, the nearest city is Juneau. We debated a bit, and decided that we were going to slingshot small animals into Juneau until the 'Juneauvians', as we called them, for lack of knowledge of what to call them, decided to investigate the source of flying animals.
Our third thought doubled as our "backup plan". We decided that we would fell a medium sized tree and use the logs we made and the straps of our life preservers to make a raft. We would use our two paddles and the remaints of our life preservers, and we would paddle/sail to Juneau (We dismantled our shelter to use the ponchos as sails. Aren't we resourceful. :) ). When (If) we made it to Juneau, we would finish our master plan off by question why the Juneauvians did not get the idea to investigate the flying animals.
Oddly enough, our plan was not the most odd in the class. At least we all kept our clothes for wearing. With activities like these, however, I can't help but wonder, what next?
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
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