We were about an hour from home and the sun was still low on the horizon when I realized that I had not updated the slice of life for my students. "I have to pull over!" I told Heidi and then scanned the interstate anxiously for the next rest stop or exit.
Five minutes later we were idling in a park and ride lot as I cussed a little at the limited functionality of the app and my phone. The task that would have taken maybe 60 seconds if I had remembered to do it on my lap top, as I meant to, before leaving school, seemed interminably glitchy.
"Are you sure it can't wait until later?" Heidi asked, noting my frustration.
"Somebody is going to log on looking to post!" I replied. "It has to be there!"
At last I was able to save and publish, and we were just about to resume our Spring Break road trip when a little chime sounded on my phone.
"Where's the slice of life for today?" the message read.
"Refresh your screen!" I replied. "It's there now."
"Yay! Thanks!" the student responded.
I took a deep breath and relaxed as I eased the car back into the flow of traffic. When the kids are that eager to write? It's worth an unplanned pit stop to let them.