remusisdying

ah, the power of the femur. its amazing how attentively people listen to you when youre holding one of those. it adds a certain air of the dramatic, and it seems to immediately attach significance to whatever you are saying (especially when you pound the bone against a metal table to really 'drive' a point home). i suppose the look of attention and awe on the high school kids' faces was due to the shock of seeing a cadaver for the first time. cadavers do wonders for the ability of a speaker to hold the gaze of a group. most people have some initial hesitance to look directly at a cadaver, and its up to the speaker to make good use of this critical time of vulnerability.
unfortunately, i did not have a cadaver next to me. however, the acquisition of a pelvis (well, half of one anyway), tibia, fibula, and, of course, the femur made up for that. why were all these things needed? because i was talking to high school students who were made to wear full suits on one of the hottest and most humid days of the year, thats why. the femur somehow managed to help me overcome all that; it was like a royal septor that commanded both respect and gaze. and yeah, the fact that the kids got to play with real bones didnt hurt either.
all in all, today was a particularly chill and fulfilling day (although it was really creepy to catch a high school girl checking me out).