Same goes for social studies, science and mathematics. Assignments in any South Indian language will be submitted with the words ‘ dance’ written over and over.5Dear Madam, I am unable to submit my homework because I am spending all my time building a large statue of Prithviraj Chauhan or, er, Rana Pratap.
The girls tell me that games are—air quotes—“prohibited” on their laptops.
But most of the students know how to get around the blocks and look at whatever they want to online.
As a way to say thank you and to invite feedback and contributions to our official "Instructors Guide", we would like to invite you to a luncheon in Summer 2019.
Much that goes on around us is baffling these days.
In practice, most of the textbooks are still necessary, as are the notebooks and pens and pencils associated with former stages of human development.
The result is that my daughters’ backpacks are four or five pounds heavier than the ordinary book-laden backpack.But what if you forget to remind your child to charge her laptop and it’s time to go to school and the battery is at 4 percent?Your morning becomes a tragic scene of weeping and recrimination, that’s what. One of the original reasons for issuing laptops to schoolchildren was that it would make all those weighty textbooks unnecessary.Thank you to school teachers and volunteers who participated in "I Ate My Homework!Hydroponics for Students 4- H School Enrichment Program" in July 2018!Please think about their sacrifices for us for a minute instead of being selfish and giving us things to do every day. Jai Hind.3Dear Sir, I will not be able to hand in my homework today because homework is a diabolical colonial plot. Laptops are also prone to a host of vulnerabilities that never afflicted notebooks and pens.They malfunction, they get viruses, they’re stolen, their screens crack when they’re dropped, they lose keys on the keypad.n 1984 the administrators of my public school—I was in seventh grade—thought it would be a terrific idea if students were instructed in computers.The school had purchased a small roomful of these bulky machines—Commodore 64s, if I remember—and we were made to sit in front of them and tap out commands and listen to a nice man named Mr.