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Today was Thanksgiving, my favourite time of year. It’s my favourite time of year because it’s the one time of year I get to see my grandchildren Leonardo and Michelangelo, 8 and 9 years old. Both wearing thick glasses, a hunch on their back, and were as skinny as a stick. My son only lives thirty minutes away from me, but he never brings my grandchildren to come visit me. He’s always busy with work, even though he works from home. He doesn’t see the need to drive the grandkids to see me since we can just hologram chat. I asked my grandchildren what they’ve been doing in school. Leonardo (grade 2) said he’s been learning how to code his own video game. Michelangelo (grade 3) is building his robot. They both are getting straight As in school, my smart boys. Oh wow, how education has changed. At that age, I remember learning how to read and write paper books and do math using a handheld calculator. During dinner, we went around the table saying what we were thankful for. Michelangelo said he was thankful for his new iPad XYZ. Leonardo was thankful for his new hoverboard. My son Rafael said he was thankful for his new promotion at the new tech company he works at. I was thankful to be with my family. At one point in the evening, the kids were in the basement and found some of Rafael's old science experiments, paper mache volcanoes, dioramas, Newton's cradle, and more. I keep all of Rafael’s things from his childhood. The kids were making fun of how old these assignments were and how everything was made out of recyclables considering all the assignments they do are done virtually. I tried to gift my grandchildren Rafael’s old Hot Wheels and Legos that I still kept, but they weren’t interested. Ever since I retired last year, life has been pretty boring. But my job as a teacher wasn’t the same as it used to be, ever since AI technology got integrated into the classroom. From chalkboards and whiteboards to smartboards, to smart desks, to virtual schools. I miss the old days when learning came straight out of textbooks and hands-on learning. Play-based learning was my favourite, students were always so engaged. I mean sure they get play-based learning from their iPads, but it’s not the same as before without technology. My early retirement at age 55 came from the loss of passion for teaching. I just simply could not keep up with this evolving world and ongoing changing curriculum. Sometimes I wish technology wasn’t so integrated in the classroom. I mean yes, they have been so helpful in increasing accessibility and fostering equity, diversity and inclusion in classrooms better than ever. And I love my personal AI assistant, making a widow like myself not feel so lonely throughout my day. But if I can take it all away just to see my grandkids more than once a year that’s not through a hologram, I would. | Today was Thanksgiving, my favourite time of year. It’s my favourite time of year because it’s the one time of year I get to see my grandchildren Leonardo and Michelangelo, 8 and 9 years old. Both wearing thick glasses, a hunch on their back, and were as skinny as a stick. My son only lives thirty minutes away from me, but he never brings my grandchildren to come visit me. He’s always busy with work, even though he works from home. He doesn’t see the need to drive the grandkids to see me since we can just hologram chat. I asked my grandchildren what they’ve been doing in school. Leonardo (grade 2) said he’s been learning how to code his own video game. Michelangelo (grade 3) is building his robot. They both are getting straight As in school, my smart boys. Oh wow, how education has changed. At that age, I remember learning how to read and write paper books and do math using a handheld calculator. During dinner, we went around the table saying what we were thankful for. Michelangelo said he was thankful for his new iPad XYZ. Leonardo was thankful for his new hoverboard. My son Rafael said he was thankful for his new promotion at the new tech company he works at. I was thankful to be with my family. At one point in the evening, the kids were in the basement and found some of Rafael's old science experiments, paper mache volcanoes, dioramas, Newton's cradle, and more. I keep all of Rafael’s things from his childhood. The kids were making fun of how old these assignments were and how everything was made out of recyclables considering all the assignments they do are done virtually. I tried to gift my grandchildren Rafael’s old Hot Wheels and Legos that I still kept, but they weren’t interested. Ever since I retired last year, life has been pretty boring. But my job as a teacher wasn’t the same as it used to be, ever since AI technology got integrated into the classroom. From chalkboards and whiteboards to smartboards, to smart desks, to virtual schools. I miss the old days when learning came straight out of textbooks and hands-on learning. Play-based learning was my favourite, students were always so engaged. I mean sure they get play-based learning from their iPads, but it’s not the same as before without technology. My early retirement at age 55 came from the loss of passion for teaching. I just simply could not keep up with this evolving world and ongoing changing curriculum. Sometimes I wish technology wasn’t so integrated in the classroom. I mean yes, they have been so helpful in increasing accessibility and fostering equity, diversity and inclusion in classrooms better than ever. And I love my personal AI assistant, making a widow like myself not feel so lonely throughout my day. But if I can take it all away just to see my grandkids more than once a year that’s not through a hologram, I would. | ||
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Diary of a Retired Teacher
October 10, 2033
Today was Thanksgiving, my favourite time of year. It’s my favourite time of year because it’s the one time of year I get to see my grandchildren Leonardo and Michelangelo, 8 and 9 years old. Both wearing thick glasses, a hunch on their back, and were as skinny as a stick. My son only lives thirty minutes away from me, but he never brings my grandchildren to come visit me. He’s always busy with work, even though he works from home. He doesn’t see the need to drive the grandkids to see me since we can just hologram chat. I asked my grandchildren what they’ve been doing in school. Leonardo (grade 2) said he’s been learning how to code his own video game. Michelangelo (grade 3) is building his robot. They both are getting straight As in school, my smart boys. Oh wow, how education has changed. At that age, I remember learning how to read and write paper books and do math using a handheld calculator. During dinner, we went around the table saying what we were thankful for. Michelangelo said he was thankful for his new iPad XYZ. Leonardo was thankful for his new hoverboard. My son Rafael said he was thankful for his new promotion at the new tech company he works at. I was thankful to be with my family. At one point in the evening, the kids were in the basement and found some of Rafael's old science experiments, paper mache volcanoes, dioramas, Newton's cradle, and more. I keep all of Rafael’s things from his childhood. The kids were making fun of how old these assignments were and how everything was made out of recyclables considering all the assignments they do are done virtually. I tried to gift my grandchildren Rafael’s old Hot Wheels and Legos that I still kept, but they weren’t interested. Ever since I retired last year, life has been pretty boring. But my job as a teacher wasn’t the same as it used to be, ever since AI technology got integrated into the classroom. From chalkboards and whiteboards to smartboards, to smart desks, to virtual schools. I miss the old days when learning came straight out of textbooks and hands-on learning. Play-based learning was my favourite, students were always so engaged. I mean sure they get play-based learning from their iPads, but it’s not the same as before without technology. My early retirement at age 55 came from the loss of passion for teaching. I just simply could not keep up with this evolving world and ongoing changing curriculum. Sometimes I wish technology wasn’t so integrated in the classroom. I mean yes, they have been so helpful in increasing accessibility and fostering equity, diversity and inclusion in classrooms better than ever. And I love my personal AI assistant, making a widow like myself not feel so lonely throughout my day. But if I can take it all away just to see my grandkids more than once a year that’s not through a hologram, I would.