Technology and Education

Education is one of the most important professions in the working world. Technology has done many things for us in today's society especially for education and schools. Technology in the school system has impacted the students and teachers in many positive ways, including virtual fieldtrips, testing tips, teacher resources, class web sites, and lesson plans. With computer use in our schools, we have access to many different sources and various types of learning.
Virtual field trips are a good way for kids to learn and get involved with computers. Students can go on all sorts of exciting trips and not even leave the classroom. Students can go on boat trips. They can follow other kids in different...show more content...
On the Internet teachers have set plans or guidelines for other teachers to look at and get ideas on what to do for their classroom. I think this is a great idea for teachers to use especially for new and young teachers to get some great ideas. By using this tool, teachers could hopefully get better and new ideas on how to teach certain subjects or try new things with the students. Teachers can get hints on how they can give tests, or how to help the students become better test takers on the Internet. The web site http//www.schoolnotes.com showed many different ways teachers could help the students. The site gives teachers ideas on the best ways to give oral test, true and false tests, by giving the teacher instructions on how to successfully present the material. Class Webs are another way teachers and students can get involved with the Internet and technology; students can help their teachers create a web page for their class. Many teachers use the Internet to find Resources for the classroom. They can find many things for the class to do on the Internet like games and projects.
I have talked to a couple of teachers when I worked for an elementary school in high school during my Junior and Senior year. I asked the teachers whom I worked with what they thought of using the computers in schools. They said it is a nice thing to have in school for the students. The teachers liked the idea that they could get the students on programs to help
Poverty Satire With the advancement of poverty in the United States it is time to solve the homeless situation. Thousands of Americans are homeless and taking up space on the city's streets. A simple solution to this problem would be to allow the homeless to reside in landfills. They would be able to sort through the waste to find appropriate cardboard boxes to live in. This could also be used as a form of employment allowing them to sort through recycling to improve the environment. It is also a statistical fact that many Americans throw away food that goes untouched. Not only would they have a permanent residence of their choosing but this also insures that they would have plenty of food to maintain their strength to sort trash....show more content...
The landfill residents can also use their resources to better their education. The writings and nutrition facts on the backs of cereal boxes along with the short stories about fields of lavender and honeysuckles on lotion bottles can easily suffice as a quick English lesson. The shelters in the landfills will consist primarily of cardboard boxes but it will give the residents a chance to express their creativity. The residents could even Get

Heros in Grease It's a bird! It's a plane! No it's... a Greaser? The Outsiders is a book written by S.E. Hilton about a boy named Ponyboy Curtis that is a Greaser who is involved with a murder of a Socs along with his friend Johnny Cade. While it was under self defence, the cops would never believe them so they flee the town. Ponyboy is faced with many challenges along the way that involve his brother's (Sodapop and Darry), his safety, a church fire, and Johnny and Dally Winston death. During all this chaos, heroic actions are taking place throughout the story with most of the characters. Three heroes from The Outsiders include Johnny Cade, Darry Curtis, and Two– Bit Mathews. The most heroic of them all is surprisingly the smallest; Johnny Cade. When Ponyboy wakes up from being roughly attacked by Socs trying to drown him, he notices Johnny is sitting by him all shook up. Johnny says, "I had to. They were drowning you Pony. They might have killed you. And they had a blade." The Outsiders by S.E. Hilton. Johnny killed a Soc to save Ponyboy's life! If he didn't, Ponyboy and most likely him as a will would of been badly hurt or worse, killed. Just like in the movies, Johnny killed the bad guy to save the maiden in distress, well, Ponyboy in this situation. All Johnny needs now is the ability to fly and a suit and a superhero will be born in no time. Next, Darry Curtis, the macho man himself, shows much heroics. In the story, Sodapop ran out of their house Get

So this halloween me and my sister decided to go trick or treating with some of mine and her friends. So my mom and dad drove us to one of my sisters friends houses because we were all gonna meet up there. So we pull into the neighborhood and it's pretty dark. There werent any lights on. Which me and my friends thought was cool but the girls were freaking out. "I don't like being in the dark can we go somewhere else," said Jade. "I think trick or treating in the dark will be fun," said my friend tyler. "Besides me and my friends want to scare people in the alley," I exclaimed. So we started to go trick or treating, first we went to some of the lit up houses and they had pretty good candy. T Then me and my friends found this...show more content...
We started to walk and then right in front of us stood a large clown. "Guys over here," I exclaimed." "No everybody over here," said tyler. As we all turned around we figured out why the was a mad man with a pickaxe in his hand now chasing after us, as our hearts dropped we ran to a curve in the alley and stopped there for a minute. After we thought we were safe Jade's friend named Mia screamed "Run,"as the guy with the chainsaw came crashing right through the fence we were resting on and we ran for our lives not looking back. We finally reached our friends house We got inside locked all the doors and windows. "Who were those people," said tyler. "Oh carp, we left our candy," said mia "Danget I had some good stuff in there," said mia. "Should we go back and get it," I offered. "NO," the whole group yelled. "Where are your parents," asked Tyler. They said they were going to dinner they should be home any minute now. A little while later my mom and dad got home but for some odd reason they had all my friends moms and dads too. After they all stepped in the started laughing at us. "What's so funny," I said wondering why they were laughing at us. "Do you guys want some candy," they asked teasingly. They held up all of our bags of candy. Then for the rest of the night we sat and talked about how badly they had scared all of us. Also how funny it was for them. As everyone was leaving all of my friends and I gathered in a circle and Mia whispered, "Wait till next
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All or Nothing My eyes pop open to the sound of my phone blaring "Turn my Swag on" by Soulja Boy. Hesitantly, I roll out of bed to see the sun– whispering through my window– promising me another warm day. Knowing that I had to be out of the door in thirty minutes, I swiftly dressed myself, chugged my morning smoothie, grabbed my bag, and ran out the door. While departing form my house to Atlanta, a journey I had done too many times too count, I recall the first time that I had made this very trip. "But Dad, I don't wanna drive!" I whined, even though there had been no time for that; we had two hours of open highway to conquer. I had felt butterflies adding to my stomach with every mile closer the gps informed me I was getting to the practice...show more content...
I had been ready for practice. It was only when I had finally gotten back, sitting in the same concrete bleachers watching another group of athletes practice; I had begun to feel nervous. Unlike the minicamp, I had attended the day before; the athletes were throwing a foreign object that I had never seen or heard of before–the weight. Coach Ronda and I walked up to the tennis courts that were parallel to the track. I had a weight in hand, and while she had been excited to teach me, was far more excited about having someone in the club that is as tall as her. At first she showed me position one, two, and three. We put the three steps together, and practiced until the positions of my turns were acceptable. What felt like eternity, but in all reality had only been about an hour, it was finally time for shot put! Coach Mike was pouring so much information into my saturated mind like how I should be lifting with my hips, striking my arm out over the toe board while I released the shot put, and the most important thing he had emphasized, was that I needed to get faster. All too soon it had been time to head back home. While heading home, of course my dad wanted to talk about practice had gone, I told him that there was no way I could ever go back to basketball knowing how much throwing could hold in store for
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Possible ideas for Dystopian Story
I look to the right of my bed and it's there; crouching beside me. Its face is pure white and doesn't resemble skin at all, but a shining porcelain. The monster doesn't have a mouth – there is just skin running down from the bottom of its nose to its chin. Shielding it's beady eyes are a pair of raven–black goggles strapped to its bald head. It wears what resembles a completely circular helmet the colour of a neon orange and its hands are covered in tactical gloves, dark as a jet–black night. It wears an amber jumpsuit and stare into my soul. Its wretched face is about five centimetres away from mine and I can feel an ice cold breath creep onto my forehead.The creatures body is hunched over and strange...show more content...
Looming over me was a man in a blue pinstripe suit holding a leather briefcase. His wrinkled forehead displayed beads of sweat and stress was painted on his face. "Rise and Shine, Anastasia." He said with a certain accentuated low–key moroseness to his tone, placing unusual stress on syllables and stressing the wrong parts of words. "Wake up, Anastasia" He continued, "Wake up and smell the ashes of your people." I glowing blue eyes staring at me, observing every detail of my being. I called for my Mum and Dad, but they were gone. The world looked different that day. My colourful childhood home had changed to a bleaker and less welcoming brown, there were many planes in the sky, like birds flying south and there were bones and pieces of metal all over the ground. That was when I was deported to The Society. To my new
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