So AP students had a test yesterday. They have been in a panic ALL week over their grades. Being the evil teacher I decided to give them a test to bring up their really sucky grade. Furthermore, I gave them the correct identifications for all the people and terms they were supposed to define. Then I had the gall to make the test multiple choice and matching, with MORE choices than there were questions. Woe is them. Many were appropriately concerned and studied their little heart out. My heart, being black and cold, was not interested in the whining that took place before the test. I was also not interested in ignoring cheating. I know, I’m mean.
Students have a very recognizable body posture when they are texting. Being the techno texting geek that I am, I know this and I recognize it rather easily. In class, texting is not a huge concern. I call them on it if it is blatant, disruptive, or if they are flat out not paying attention to me. In class during a test? Oh heck no. You will not get away with it.
The answer forms were distributed. Pre-test questions answered. Tests distributed. I then took my post at the front of the room. Enter grades into the computer…look around the room. Back to the grades. Stand up walk around the room. Back to the grades….Notice the Prince has strange body posture. He is gazing intently at his test. It is more than simply a deep focus on the choices. *ding-ding* Realization sets in that he is texting…during MY test! He’s being discreet. I think he has answers on his phone. Stand. Move to my desk with a direct line of sight to his desk. It is at this point that other students are finishing their test, turning it in, and bringing me work that they desperately want credit for. I keep my line of sight open and multi-task. Checking student work for participation credit, I am still watching the Prince. His test concentration is still strange and he has his right arm under the desk and across his body. After a desperate student sits down I catch the glow of an electronic screen being slipped into the left pocket by the Prince’s right hand. Silently I stand and approach the Prince and ask him to hand it over. Busted. He hands me his iPod. Huh, he’s not texting or receiving texted answers. I slide the iPod touch into my desk drawer and sit back in my chair. Other students have noticed the disruption. I will not embarrass the Prince and I will not lose my head.
After I regain my composure I take the iPod and look at it again. It is locked. After I figure out how to unlock it the screen brightens. What do I find? Google. The Prince was using his iPod touch wi-fi to Google the test answers! Before class is over he admits his wrong and expresses regret. I felt really sorry for him. Really. Eighteen year old kid. Senior. Desperate not to fail. Sucks to be him, he just screwed up his third term grade by doing something stupid. Not only does he receive a zero on the test he loses his iPod touch to the office on his second electronic device violation. His parents will have to come to school and retrieve it for him.
I know that teachers do not notice everything and pretend to not notice some of what they do notice, but did he REALLY think he would get away with using the ‘net to find all the people on my test? Really? The answer…yes, he did.
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Relaxing to: Bachman-Turner Overdrive – Lookin’ Out For No. 1
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