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shenevermisses) wrote2014-01-24 11:58 am
shenevermisses) wrote2014-01-24 11:58 am
22nd Throw - [ voice ]
There are some things you just can't teach. Not after a certain point.
[She doesn't sound frustrated or upset. Just... interested, in a way.]
It's weird, in a way. Trying to teach someone to be like me and finding out that's not possible. I mean, we're doing good. Great student.
[For Rue's sake more than anything, she's not going to name her over the journals, not going to divulge what they're doing.]
But there's just something different. How we were brought up. You can't teach that.
Which I guess is why they start us young. Start training us when we're five, where I'm from. Parents who think their kids have potential agree to send them off to the Academy, where they'll only see them maybe every weekend.
Usually less than that.
From there, they weed out the undesirable. The weak, the emotional, the nervous. Every year, there are fewer students your age. By the time we're sixteen or seventeen, there's only the best left.
At that point, only the girls who are stupid enough to get pregnant get sent away.
I guess I never really thought about it, but trying to teach someone else what I grew up with? You realize that some things just can't be taught. Not after a certain point.
[She doesn't sound frustrated or upset. Just... interested, in a way.]
It's weird, in a way. Trying to teach someone to be like me and finding out that's not possible. I mean, we're doing good. Great student.
[For Rue's sake more than anything, she's not going to name her over the journals, not going to divulge what they're doing.]
But there's just something different. How we were brought up. You can't teach that.
Which I guess is why they start us young. Start training us when we're five, where I'm from. Parents who think their kids have potential agree to send them off to the Academy, where they'll only see them maybe every weekend.
Usually less than that.
From there, they weed out the undesirable. The weak, the emotional, the nervous. Every year, there are fewer students your age. By the time we're sixteen or seventeen, there's only the best left.
At that point, only the girls who are stupid enough to get pregnant get sent away.
I guess I never really thought about it, but trying to teach someone else what I grew up with? You realize that some things just can't be taught. Not after a certain point.
[Voice]
[Teaching someone to fight? That's part of it. But there's an entire mindset that she's trying to teach.]
I'm trying to teach someone to think like I do. To fight like I do. To be what I was raised to be.
[Voice]
That...would be very difficult...and rarely advisable, regardless of what you're teaching them to do.
[Voice]
[She couldn't lay the sarcasm on any thicker. Or the annoyance in the undertone.
Her tone drops. Simple dryness is all that comes next.]
I would never have figured that out.
Voice]
[He reads the sarcasm as easily as an open book.]
Why do you need to teach this person to be like you?
[Voice]
[Typical from people here. So eager to preach their own opinions that they don't even bother paying attention.]
Because they asked me to.
Voice]
[He was paying attention, but sarcasm rarely, if ever, accomplishes anything with him.]
[But the reason changes everything, however. It's one thing to request learning how to fight, but another to request learning how to become like someone else.]
[So now the sage just sighs.]
Very well. I wish you luck then.
[Voice]
[Like every other preachy person here. Way too self-involved to think first. And that judging little sigh that means all the advice about how to do things his way as opposed to hers is unwelcome.
At least he's smart enough to quit there.]
[Voice]
[Well, she sure is quick to jump to conclusions. Talk about narrow-mindedness. But since he’s not one to jump on one’s flaws, he’ll move on.]
...Rather than jump to conclusions, I will reiterate what I said before: If you and your student feel that it is worth the effort, then by all means, do as you will.
[Voice]