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History is fascinating

"Mr. Shmipidu, could you tell us about the war between the Shmorps and Humans? Back in 1852? "



"Sure Grenda, so class- This was a very very important war. Because of the Shmorps winning, I am now able to be your teacher and teach Humans and Shmorps alike! So Grenda, if we would have lost, you would have zero independence at all. That's because you would be dead of course."



"Would I be dead as well Mr. Shmipidu?" Asked a front row, slim kid.



"Of course not Daniel, you're a human, so naturally you would be alive whether or not this war ever happened."



"Ah, I see. So this war is just important for the Shmorps then, is it not?"



"Well, but think of how boring life without Shmorps would be, can you even imagine it? Without seeing those soft yellow goofballs helping grannies walk to the other side of the road! Without them explaining to us advanced mathematical concepts we could never be able to comprehend? Without them jumping up and down excitedly whenever we mention bees?"



Daniel finally seemed to get it. He nodded eagerly recalling some of the good times he experienced exactly what Mr. Shmipidu described. Most of the other human third graders seemed to understand as well. Unfortunately, most of the Shmorp third graders began to jump up and down while thinking about bees.



This exact phenomenon, in fact, led to many involved debates about the segregation of the education system. The main claim was about bringing a better suited learning style for each race separately ( i.e., the Shmorps would get bees as a reward whenever they got a concept right in place of written exams, and Humans would learn like parrots about unimportant stuff, they most likely won't use ever again after school).



But most, at the end, would agree that segregation is a bad idea because Humans and Shmorps would need to learn how to interact with one another when they are all grown up, in order to live properly in the world- So it's best if they would start young.



Some people believe, though, that the difference between Human boys and girls is way bigger, so perhaps a segregation gender-wise should be in order. In defense, others would wager just like before, that interacting with girls is necessary when one's all grown up.



I would agree with such arguments as more interaction with girls at a young age would decrease the number of average-looking anxiety-ridden people, who write about made up species for fun instead of talking to girls. But that’s irrelevant, of course.



One way or another, Mr. Shmipidu began to tire from answering dumb questions and began to yell at the back row kids who took the golden chance to sow new seeds of chaos by making buzzing bee noises.



"Silence! Hhhmm. As I was saying, today we look at some interactive storytelling to understand history better. Can someone please explain to the rest of the class what is 'interactive storytelling' ?" Shmip asked with a cleansing look in his eyes.



These retards, Shmip thought to himself. He had a masters in history, with a Shmorpian era specialty. Those stupid councilors at the education ministry don't give a fuck about anyone but themselves. Fucking politicians. Forcing academics to teach third graders before advancing to doctorate! It's pure nonsense.



"Yes Gabriella" Shmip said enthusiastically.



"I-it's like a s-story, but you can choose and influence it, and then it ends differently!"



"Exactly, just like life." Shmip added.



"And today you are going to live the life of Ezekiel the Mad, who created the first Shmorps and later caused the first Shmorp-humanian revolution"



"You would face interesting decisions Ezekiel had to make, and you could finally see how small little decisions in history could have a huge effect on the future!"



"Can I go potty?" asked Leroy, a human boy that liked to refill his three-litter water bottle every recess.



"What are you hearing me say, Leroy?" Asked Shmip.



"Errr, I don't know.." complained Leroy.



"Exactly. So it wouldn't make a difference if you went or stayed, would it?"



"So can I go already?"



"Yes, you may go..." Shmip shrugged. Who knows how this decision would influence the future…



And so everyone but Leroy opened their Shmorpad’s history class app and clicked on the story.



“Now remember class, after you read the story please remember the ending you got so we could later share our experiences with the rest of class. If you find difficult words or have plot questions you can always raise your hand and I’ll try to help. At least until I’ll get my doctorate.”