Meanwhile ninth grade biology class was out doing field research – sampling for aquatic life – at Sunset Lake. A perfect day for wading in the mud.
The high school Street Art class was out on the tarmac between Kenyon and Gilkeson and later Wayne’s middle school art class was working on the Kenyon porch.
And then – while consulting with the high school Maker team on how to make a corner of Chapman into a more user-friendly and attractive make-play-and-tinker learning zone – I was invited into fifth grade.
They were working with Makey-Makey turning everyday objects into touchpads and combining them with the internet. It seemed to involve slices of cucumbers, celery and grape tomatoes. Excitement and hilarity ensued. Check out the slideshow below for pics.
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