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                 Distance Learning
                        By Symphony, age 10
Distance learning has flaws, but it’s kind of the best we can do right
now. I’m in fourth grade, and I go to a French school. My class only
has three and a half hours of school each week, and this is a problem.
I’m not saying I’m a superfan of school, which I’m not, but because
my teachers don’t have enough class time, they give insane amounts
of homework. That may be a bit of an exaggeration, but just yesterday
I had to do 6 or 7 things for school. (Some things I did procrastinate,
but still.) It took over an hour. 

I’m okay with the balance between class time and homework, but it’s
still sort of a problem. I understand the teachers’ job is to educate us kids,
but they don’t get the time to do so, so they give us a whole bunch of
homework instead! Just this week, I probably did over ten things for
homework! I can’t imagine the horror college students must be going
through. In high school and college, they already have about 3 hours of
homework a day, and with less time for class it must be around 5 hours!

My class had nearly 6 hours at school every day, and now when we’re on
Zoom with my class, it’s only 1 hour of French per day on Wednesdays and
Thursdays, and on Tuesdays I have 1 hour of English, and then on Fridays
I have half an hour of French reading. You’re probably asking yourself, “Why
is she listing her class schedule? I don’t care about that.” Well, I know that, and
I don’t mind. The list of my classes looks long, but it’s really not. If you do the
math, it’s only 3 and a half hours.
 
There’s not even really a website designed for distance learning, I mean there’s
Google Traslate and Zoom, which is what my class uses, but there is not
really one designed to video chat with your class. But most people use Zoom,
so it's a good enough platform.
 
In conclusion, distance learning has its flaws, but it’s doing okay. Sort of.




                                                                           Note: this is an opinion.

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