Post by Mr. McAvoy on Mar 24, 2007 7:01:23 GMT -5
Full Character Name: Jason McAvoy
Character Gender: male
First Grade Preference: Teacher
Second Grade Preference:
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: He's very broad. One wouldn't usually think of him as the poetic type, maybe more of a wrestler. Though he looks mean and tough, he's a big time softy.
Picture:
Personality: Contrary to his appearance, Jason's actually much nicer than he looks. He is extremely gentle, and is very caring. Most students know if they need something, he's the go to guy. He always tries to be fair and hear both sides of the story. But, ultimately, has his strict teacher moments, though they are rare.
History: Jason grew up in a small town, being home schooled. He showed an uncanny learning ability, and quickly flew through the grades. By 15, he had completed all the required courses for high school. He was quickly accepted at Yale, though they would not allow him till he was 16. When he got there, he quickly flew through the courses, getting a degree in English lit, and teaching degree. Thus he was called by the school to become the English teacher.
He quickly accepted, and is new there. But, it wasn't long before he developed interests in the principal.
Special talents: Reading and writing, also an uncanny ability to detail
Role Playing Example: Jason walked into his classroom, letting out a sigh of relief. So many great people had traveled in and out of this world, and he got to pass on their knowledge to these children. It was something that amazed him every day of his life. And he loved it too. Seeing the look on their faces when they got onto a subject they could personally relate to. Or reading their poems and stories. The creative mind. It was so amazing. Especially in teenagers. Too bad it was a dying gift in the eyes of society.
He heard the bell ring, and a flood of students entered his classroom. "Well ladies and gentlemen. Here we are again. Let us open our books to page 42. '‘Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond imagination. It is our light more than our darkness which scares us. We ask ourselves – who are we to be brilliant, beautiful, talented, and fabulous. But honestly, who are you to not be so?' - Marianne Williamson." He said, placing his book on his desk. He moved in front of it, surveying the class.
"So, would anyone like to comment?" He asked, looking at the students eyes, hungry for information. A few hands shot into the air, and he nodded at one of the students.
Character Gender: male
First Grade Preference: Teacher
Second Grade Preference:
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: He's very broad. One wouldn't usually think of him as the poetic type, maybe more of a wrestler. Though he looks mean and tough, he's a big time softy.
Picture:
Personality: Contrary to his appearance, Jason's actually much nicer than he looks. He is extremely gentle, and is very caring. Most students know if they need something, he's the go to guy. He always tries to be fair and hear both sides of the story. But, ultimately, has his strict teacher moments, though they are rare.
History: Jason grew up in a small town, being home schooled. He showed an uncanny learning ability, and quickly flew through the grades. By 15, he had completed all the required courses for high school. He was quickly accepted at Yale, though they would not allow him till he was 16. When he got there, he quickly flew through the courses, getting a degree in English lit, and teaching degree. Thus he was called by the school to become the English teacher.
He quickly accepted, and is new there. But, it wasn't long before he developed interests in the principal.
Special talents: Reading and writing, also an uncanny ability to detail
Role Playing Example: Jason walked into his classroom, letting out a sigh of relief. So many great people had traveled in and out of this world, and he got to pass on their knowledge to these children. It was something that amazed him every day of his life. And he loved it too. Seeing the look on their faces when they got onto a subject they could personally relate to. Or reading their poems and stories. The creative mind. It was so amazing. Especially in teenagers. Too bad it was a dying gift in the eyes of society.
He heard the bell ring, and a flood of students entered his classroom. "Well ladies and gentlemen. Here we are again. Let us open our books to page 42. '‘Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond imagination. It is our light more than our darkness which scares us. We ask ourselves – who are we to be brilliant, beautiful, talented, and fabulous. But honestly, who are you to not be so?' - Marianne Williamson." He said, placing his book on his desk. He moved in front of it, surveying the class.
"So, would anyone like to comment?" He asked, looking at the students eyes, hungry for information. A few hands shot into the air, and he nodded at one of the students.