I love my job. Being a high school Innovation Specialist/Librarian has allowed my to help others along their journey with ed tech and information literacy. I am driven by learning and sharing what works and that was the plan as I proposed last April a session for our state’s largest ed tech conference, SLATE, the following December. I asked my Principal and an elementary Innovation Specialist to join me. Our session’s title: “What did COVID teach us about teaching and learning? Mini Lessons Learned in Ed Tech”. I imagined taking a moment to have teachers recognize and reflect how we rose to the occasion as we were asked to do something we’ve never done as a whole, online teach. Last April I couldn’t imagine the place we are in now. Almost a full month in to school and in many ways we are right back where we started. Since August I have been thinking about our presentation. As September fades I wonder about my December plans for SLATE. Would what I and my colleagues have to offer have an appeal to anyone? Do we have the energy to even present and would others have the energy to engage? I have been dreading finding the answers to those questions as I am afraid of what I’ll find.
Private comments in Google Classroom are a wonderful thing. If a student has a question about a particular assignment they are able to send a comment privately to their teacher. Awesome. When teacher sees the questions they can type a comment back. It’s cool to be able to see all the questions or comments a student has for a particular assignment in one place. It’s even cooler that teachers get a notification by Gmail when a student add a private comment to an assignment. What’s not to love?
Well, you might feel differently if you tried to reply to the notification just like your other Gmail messages. To respond to a private comment within Gmail you need to click the REPLY button within the message. If you use the regular reply arrow your response will never get to your student because the message sent to you was not from the student’s Gmail. A closer look will tell you that the message is from a no reply Google Classroom address.
So, to use the Google awesomeness you need to click the blue REPLY button rather than the reply arrow in regular email.
Not exactly filled wth gold and plunder but clothes, an Oreck and heavy duty sewing machine.
And guess what…it’s raining…again.
Now the fun begins. We will see how much we can pack tomorrow and go from there.
Our morning drive thru brought an unexpected color splash reflective of last night’s sunset.
Today is the last push to Mission. Traffic is Dallas is brisk.
We have been disinfecting everything as we touch and are using hand sanitizer religiously. Those efforts have led to an unfortunate incident with my Invisalign. Pete decided to use my hair dryer to dry his toothbrush before putting it away. His zeal with the dryer evidently caused a “great whirlwind” sent my Invisalign on the counter aloft sadly landing on the bathroom floor. “Um, you might want to disinfect those…” Weighing my options, I chose the Lysol spray. I can still taste it, that can’t be good. All I can say is 1. I’m glad he told me and 2. I’m glad the toilet seat was down.
I’m a hands on learner. Turns out that’s not a helpful quality for a traveler. Turns out you need a whole heap of executive function to plan things out. We’re closing in on Joplin and need to make some decisions about where to stay preferably near Dallas. That would make Friday’s trek about 7 hours.
If anyone has any executive function to spare, we could sure use it. Thoughts?
Update: Tech to the rescue. HotelTonight to narrow it down then Expedia to seal the deal! We have a place to stay and I won’t have to stay in the van down by the river. We have lots of wipes and Lysol spray, so we’re set.
Looks like there’s a lot to do here!
I’m gonna go out on a limb and guess that Uranus is not a drive thru attraction.
Does social distancing apply to traffic? Still raining.
or buzzer that goes off when you about to run out gas😳⛽️” says Peter as he frantically looks for an exit. Ahhh, the risk of using someone else’s car.