We Should Welcome Technology To Class With Open Arms

We Should Welcome Technology To Class With Open Arms

The culture of the classroom is changing: here's how to roll with the times.

It was a sunny Tuesday morning and the air from the impending winter had a peculiar bite to it when I pulled into the guest parking lot of my old high school. I checked in at the front office, received my guest pass, and made my way to my first classroom. The purpose of my 20-minute drive to the place where I graduated from was to conduct teacher observations as part of a college course, but what I observed extended far beyond teaching methods and class discussions. As I glanced around the class, I was surrounded by Sony and Toshiba brand laptops. There were widescreen television projectors that consumed one quarter of the entire classroom, a "slight" improvement from the SmartBoards I had grown accustomed to in my secondary years. I was informed that laptops were mandatory for classroom use (and a passing grade), as well as digitized TV projectors were the new way to communicate lessons. Not that I've always been a pioneer of gadgets and gizmos, but I was dumbfounded. And then it dawned on me: The world, especially the realm of education, is changing. Therefore, I must change with it.

I feel like an elderly man discovering rap music whenever I hear about something new. Ridiculed for our laziness, I am constantly amazed at the tendencies of millennials and how drastically the world is transitioning into the Technology Era. I sit in my car and think, Wow, how long before these things fly? I sit at my table reading my Delaware County Times and think Wow, how many copies of the print newspaper are left to enjoy with my morning coffee? I sit in a booth at the local diner and think Wow, how long before my french toast is simply a pill, so I can hate myself less for eating it? The answer is in plain sight, but I've been wearing dark shades. The true, genuine answer is soon, whether we like it or not. Adapting to the world is a choice, but not a wise one in the sense of making life easier. You could counter that with stubbornness, but that just doesn't cut it anymore. Pens and pencils are out, keyboards are in. Lectures and hard-nosed note-taking are out, learning programs like Edmodo and Schoology are in. To quote pop culture, "It is what it is".

I still take notes old-fashioned style. My best friends are a pen, looseleaf paper, and a cramped hand. I still read the news via print newspaper, whether it is from the paper boy or Acme's dusty, untouched News Section. I still use an ancient object called a "wallet" and not a Venmo account. I still believe a vehicle is transportation from Point A to Point B, and not a hunk-of-junk just to plug my aux cord into. But, guess what? Authenticity is the new form of stupidity. Make your life easier by taking the time to understand shortcuts and new ways of doing things. We've experienced the past and present, so now we must accept technology for what it really is: the future.

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I Blame My Dad For My High Expectations

Dad, it's all your fault.

I always tell my dad that no matter who I date, he's always my number one guy. Sometimes I say it as more of a routine thing. However, the meaning behind it is all too real. For as long as I can remember my dad has been my one true love, and it's going to be hard to find someone who can top him.

My dad loves me when I am difficult. He knows how to keep the perfect distance on the days when I'm in a mood, how to hold me on the days that are tough, and how to stand by me on the days that are good.

He listens to me rant for hours over people, my days at school, or the episode of 'Grey's Anatomy' I watched that night and never once loses interest.

He picks on me about my hair, outfit, shoes, and everything else after spending hours to get ready only to end by telling me, “You look good." And I know he means it.

He holds the door for me, carries my bags for me, and always buys my food. He goes out of his way to make me smile when he sees that I'm upset. He calls me randomly during the day to see how I'm doing and how my day is going and drops everything to answer the phone when I call.

When it comes to other people, my dad has a heart of gold. He will do anything for anyone, even his worst enemy. He will smile at strangers and compliment people he barely knows. He will strike up a conversation with anyone, even if it means going way out of his way, and he will always put himself last.

My dad also knows when to give tough love. He knows how to make me respect him without having to ask for it or enforce it. He knows how to make me want to be a better person just to make him proud. He has molded me into who I am today without ever pushing me too hard. He knew the exact times I needed to be reminded who I was.

Dad, you have my respect, trust, but most of all my heart. You have impacted my life most of all, and for that, I can never repay you. Without you, I wouldn't know what I to look for when I finally begin to search for who I want to spend the rest of my life with, but it might take some time to find someone who measures up to you.

To my future husband, I'm sorry. You have some huge shoes to fill, and most of all, I hope you can cook.

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What It's Like To Be A Teacher-In-Training In A Country That Can't Stop School Shootings

For most of us, school shootings are tragedies that we hear or see on the news, but for teachers, it is a reality.


The rate of school shootings has risen 59% since records of shootings began in 1970. Me personally, I believe in the right to bear arms but under the right circumstances as well as after going through the proper training and certification. Of the 97 shooting in 2018, 56 people lost their lives; teachers, Children, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters and everything in between. As someone whose mother is a teacher, it is terrifying to think that at any moment someone could walk in and start shooting. I soon realized that even though I was scared for her, that she had to be scared for the twenty-something children in her classroom whom she is responsible for. What goes through a teachers mind when they hear about school shootings?

I was recently talking to my roommate, who is an education major, and we started talking about school shootings so I decided to ask her some questions about how school shootings have affected her.

As an education major, what goes through your mind when you hear about school shootings?

"That might be me one day, and as hard (and sad) as it is to think about it, that's the reality of the world we live in. I am going to be responsible for two-dozen children who aren't even old enough to multiply yet."

Was the thought of a school shooting happening to you something that factored into your decision to become a teacher?

"When I went into education, it wasn't a thought that crossed my mind. You don't want to think about stuff like that, and especially that it could happen to you. Even after I decided to become a teacher, the thought of someone shooting up the school didn't make me not want to do what I loved 'Don't let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game'"

When did you realize that school shootings were a possibility?

"After the Florida school shooting in 2016, I had just changed my major to education and I started thinking like, what would I do if that happened? How would I react? But it wasn't until I was a student teaching this semester that the reality really set in. We had a shooting drill where we, me, the teacher, and the students, had to hide behind the teacher's desk in the corner.

"Even though it was only practice, some of the kids were still scared and as I was comforting them I started thinking, what if this actually happened? Would I be able to comfort them the same way I am now? Would I be able to protect all of them? Would I be able to react fast enough? You can try and mentally prepare yourself for something like that but it is totally different when you see the fear and confusion on the kid's faces, even just in a drill."

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