Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Special ed. seventh grade world history. We were reading a chapter on the Middle Ages, St. Patrick, and Charlemagne.
Their teacher (Ms. M) was in the habit of projecting the pages for the class as they read along in the textbook. I have to admit, it made it easy to let the kiddos know where we were as most weren't following along, so they'd know where to start when it was their turn to read. Alas, setting that up...
Ms. M had checked out a laptop for me to use, and she even had the tech guy, Pete, come out to make sure it was all good to go. (No, Pete's not his real name.)
After Pete left, I noticed the battery was on red. But it was plugged in. It wasn't showing it as being plugged in on the toolbar. I jiggled the plug. I moved the plug to a different outlet. I called over the instructional aide (IA) to see if he could make it work.
(I've been subbing so long that the IA... I remember having him in class not too terribly long ago. As a high school student.)
There was no help for it. We needed Pete. But I had a class to deal with, so I had the IA call him.
Towards the end of the period, I asked the IA what Pete had said. Apparently, the battery on the laptop was bad, so it wasn't going to show that it was plugged in.
In retrospect, this made no sense. And if I hadn't had the class to deal with, I would have called Pete and we would have had a different conversation.
Because, after period one left, the computer died. It blinked out and wouldn't turn back on. Naturally.
And when Pete returned, he discovered what I had been trying to tell him. (He did exactly what I did, plugging the cord into a different outlet.) However, he had more luck than I did, and after about ten minutes, he had the laptop working again.
Whew. Because there were also video clips that went along with the lesson.