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Eric Baylin's
Songs to Brighten
A Teacher's Day


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One thing is certain: this new world of technology is here to stay and will continue to alter the face of education. And another thing is also quite certain. The endless stream of innovations in this field will provide fodder for additional verses for The New Technology Song for many years to come.

The New Technology Song

(Sung to the tune of Silver Bells)

The world of computers has changed the face of education. My face, for one, changes constantly as I learn to navigate the new technology. My expression shifts from puzzlement to a frown to downright exasperation and -- sometimes -- even to joy when something works seamlessly. Ah, the pleasure that comes when I dont have to run to the IT department for help.


About the Lyricist

Eric Baylin has been a teacher for 38 years, working with a variety of age levels in both public and private schools in New York and North Carolina. He currently works at Packer Collegiate Institute in Brooklyn, New York, a K-12 independent school established in 1854. In addition to teaching art and photography to middle- and high-school students, Eric coordinates a program of collaborative faculty study groups in Packer's professional development program.

Wikis, podcasts, blogs, and Facebook, Google Earth, and much more;
Its a new world and getting much newer.
Kids are savvy, much more savvy; for adults, its a chore
To keep up with the tech-no-lo-gy.

Internet, Internet,
Theres so much stuff you can find out.
Google him, google her;
Its scary what you can do.

Making spreadsheets, cropping photos; if I just do it once
I will surely forget it the next time.
Learning programs makes my brow sweat, makes me feel like a dunce.
I was happy with paper and pen.

Virtual, virtual,
Theres nothing real to hold onto.
What if I, by and by,
Delete it all by mistake?

Use the Smartboard, make a table, instant message a while.
In the old days, I felt that I knew things.
Now I call on my teenager when Ive lost a big file.
When shes at college what will I do?

Wireless, wireless,
How does all that info travel?
Greek to me. Speak to me
In language I understand.

Send attachments, run a spell check, try to burn a CD,
Change a photograph into a J-Peg,
Find some music you can download onto your MP3,
But you dont have a clue what to do.

Ring-a-ling, fix this thing.
Calling 800 and waiting.
On my knees, wont you please
Just make a house call for me.

Information superhighway; its a revolution.
And it surely is speeding right by me.
Theres a new gene that Im missing, part of evolution.
Maybe next time Ill have the gene too.

Cursor here, cursor there.
Put it on Help in the menu.
Cursing here, cursing there.
I still dont know what to do.

Song lyrics Copyright© 2008 Eric Baylin