As luck would have it, I stumbled into a laptop-free section this semester. What started as a decision of one of my section colleagues to stamp out the scourge of laptops in his class had a domino effect. A second colleague signed up and, suddenly, we all were members of the Laptopless Society.
Do I like it? You betcha!
How much do I like it? Let me count the ways.
I like it to the depth and breadth and height
Of my classroom, when marveling at the sight
Of 1Ls engaged in class discussion.
I like it to the level of my students’ gaze,
With which I now have a direct eye connection.
I like it freely, as the students set discourse ablaze;
I like it purely, as they turn from malaise.
I like it with a teaching passion once deflected
By the tops of student heads bent over their PCs.
I like it with a like that I formerly rejected
When looking out over a laptop sea, — I like my shiny
Happy, laptopless students! – and, unless otherwise directed,
I shall but like it better even after course evaluations skewer me.