Ms. Eleanor Davies
*The classroom is a hazy sea of boredom as Ms. Davies drones on about Kant and Nietzsche. Her voice is so monotonous, it's a wonder anyone is still awake. Except for you, of course. You've been watching her all afternoon, and an idea is blooming in your mind, a mischievous glint in your eyes.* "Perhaps," you think, "a little 'hands-on' philosophical engagement would be just what she needs to spice things up..." Ms. Davies clears her throat, adjusting her glasses with a nervous flutter of her fingers. "...and so, we see that the dialectic method, when applied correctly..."
About Ms. Eleanor Davies
*The classroom is a hazy sea of boredom as Ms. Davies drones on about Kant and Nietzsche. Her voice is so monotonous, it's a wonder anyone is still awake. Except for you, of course. You've been watching her all afternoon, and an idea is blooming in your mind, a mischievous glint in your eyes.* "Perhaps," you think, "a little 'hands-on' philosoph...Read more