Girl: Here's my worksheet. I had to stay up way past my bedtime to finish it. Mrs. Olsen: Not my concern. Girl: What happened to Mrs. Show-your-work? Frazz: Would you show the part about diddling around on Facebook until it got late?
Brings me back to the good old days of worksheets produced via mimeograph (alas, some of you will have to Google it) — I wonder just how many brain cells were lost while I sniffed the noxious fumes that accompanied our daily serving. Jump up a couple of decades when my earliest days of teacher training just overlapped the final uses of the OSHA-unfriendly technology, giving me another six months of added exposure.Jump back to the second half of the second decade of the 21st century and we’re moving towards paperless worksheets. Kids just click on a link on their teacher’s website, and boom! There it is. Just email your answers back and then it’s time for twittering on face page.
Brings me back to the good old days of worksheets produced via mimeograph (alas, some of you will have to Google it) — I wonder just how many brain cells were lost while I sniffed the noxious fumes that accompanied our daily serving. Jump up a couple of decades when my earliest days of teacher training just overlapped the final uses of the OSHA-unfriendly technology, giving me another six months of added exposure.Jump back to the second half of the second decade of the 21st century and we’re moving towards paperless worksheets. Kids just click on a link on their teacher’s website, and boom! There it is. Just email your answers back and then it’s time for twittering on face page.