The previous day, the English class had to do the writing assessment that this school district requires of all its students. So, on this day, the teacher left them a video.
You'd think they'd be happy to have a video. Some were.
This one boy, however, was quite upset. He needed to get some work done. He wanted a computer.
The schools now have class sets of Chromebooks (read: lightweight laptops) that teachers can use for various lessons. As this class wasn't going to need the Chromebooks for this lesson, the computers weren't accessible.
The boy insisted. He needed to get something accomplished. I thought this laudable, so when he asked if he could borrow a Chromebook from another class, I allowed it. (It was supposed to be a relaxed day for them, so if someone wanted to do work...)
In the end, six students went and got Chromebooks.
But, they were rather noisy for those doing classwork...
I quick peek over their shoulders, and I found out what all the noise was. Were they working hard on class requirements? Of course not. They were playing a first person shooter game.
Later in the day, Terrence showed up. He informed me that he needed a computer. (No, he didn't ask. Apparently, asking permission is for others.)
Well, I stopped him. I asked him if he actually planned to work. I'm sure you can imagine his response.
(I explained what I had observed earlier in the day. He promised me he was going to do work.)
You know I didn't leave it at that. I went to look over his shoulder...
To find him doing work. Slowly. But, not games. So, progress.