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Class Trip 3: Geometry Lesson, 2nd Semester LbNA #46778 (ARCHIVED)

Owner:Adoptable
Plant date:Apr 23, 2009
Location:
City:Mead
County:Spokane
State:Washington
Boxes:1
Planted by:The Fat Lady
Found by: Reinbow
Last found:Jun 30, 2009
Status:FFam
Last edited:Apr 23, 2009


[Peone Cemetery is in Mead, WA, on Bruce Road, ½ mile north of Peone Road.]

Step over this way, class, and mind your manners. Try that again, Ronnie, and you’ll have an “F” on yet another assignment. Not one of you has gotten better than a “C” on our recent quizzes, so today we’re here for some hands-on geometry study. Ronnie! Hands off the girls before you get them stapled into your pockets. The hands, not the girls.

This is a place for respect and decency, and I expect you all to remember that. Do NOT act like barbarians. Our exercise will take place at the northern edge of the cemetery. Notice the privies over there, in case you absolutely cannot wait to use the bathrooms back at school.

I’m passing out study sheets on the geometry terms we’ve learned in this unit. After you’ve answered all the questions, your final assignment is to find the in-box where you will leave your work and sign in. You will not get credit for your work unless I find your signature in the record book.

Now, to find the in-box: Shakeesha, pull the gum out of your mouth—no, don’t spit it on the graves!—and stand here beside the marker for Harvey M. Lans. Dennis, station yourself where Velva Jean Childress is at rest. All of you picture a RAY which begins at Shakeesha and extends through Dennis. Now, using Shakeesha as the END POINT again, calculate the path of another RAY which makes a RIGHT ANGLE with the first RAY. This new RAY points to a treehouse, and you can access the box through the trap door on its underside.

I’ll be waiting back in the bus, and I trust you’ll conduct yourselves maturely. In case I need to report you to the principal, I will not hesitate to use the cell phone in my . . . my purse! WHERE IS MY PURSE?! Which of you little trolls . . .