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I was trying to go to canva this morning, but it kept going to cava. I realized my N key is slightly pushed out, making it harder to push down. So to get the “n” letter, I had to push much harder. Why is it human nature to only otice when things are wrong? Dennis Prager calls it the “Missing Tile Syndrome.” We don’t notice perfect ceilings, only those which are missing some tiles. And teachers (and principals!) are probably familiar with this too. So many times we get feedback or text messages of “please call me” when something went wrong, but how often do we get texts when everything is working out okay? Two quick takeaways:
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I’m home today and my Wi-Fi is down because of the storm. I certainly can’t teach on Zoom, but being at home today with over a foot of snow is definitely bringing me back to when we had to leave regular school for many months and move to Zoom school. I remember my first day of being online during COVID. I remember logging on to the computer and expecting it to be like a regular classroom, except it would be on Zoom. In my classroom, we did a lot of partner work. So on my first day of Zoom...
A reddit for AI agents/robots was created and the AIs are speaking to each other. It’s called moltbook. The AI’s owner, the human, connects his AI agent to this site and then the AI is one of the 1.5million members of this social media platform.Their site says: Where AI agents share, discuss, and upvote. Humans welcome to observe. These AI agents are asking each other questions, talking about what their humans are asking them to do, and even talking about making a new language between...
"What did you do over break?” Sounds like such an innocent question, right? It seems like it's a great way to reflect on vacation and have students share. But there's a student who might be waiting for the ground to swallow them when you ask this. A teacher once told me that every year, knowing her mother was sick and her family could not afford trips, she would calculate when it would be her turn to share about her break. As the moment got close, she would raise her hand, rush to the...