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Post by Manfred Aachen on Jan 20, 2013 23:07:51 GMT -6
Manfred tapped his fingers on the center island of the teacher's lounge, where a paper cutter permanently rested, alongside a temporary companion of a cardboard box, which held five of the school's cameras, fully charged and with an empty SD card loaded onto each. The middle-aged geometry teacher had planned something fun for his students, something that involved a bit of a field trip, and as he waited for the printer to spew out the last of the scavenger hunt lists, he couldn't help but feel that the class would enjoy it.
After the printer silenced, its work done, Manfred scooped up the pile of papers and then tossed them into the box of cameras, which he then picked up. He made his way down the hall to his classroom, where he deposited the box onto his desk. Without taking the time to look around his classroom, Manfred uncapped one of the whiteboard markers and wrote onto the board in the front of the room, 'Form groups of no less than two, no more than three. When you have a group, please sit together and wait for further instructions.' Nodding at his short, but to the point, message, Manfred sat down at his desk and wiggled his laptop's mouse, waking up the computer so that he could take attendance as the class came in, giving them more time for the activity.
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