As I mentioned before, we are building a robot. Technically speaking, the students don't let us touch anything relating to the building of the robot. We mainly stand around and watch, which I think should be the job of an advisor anyhow. Also, we provide snacks and act like clowns.
Last night, after a long day of roboting, we were packing up to leave and Will went to lock the classroom door. The lock was jammed. Will and six members of the robotics team spent the next thirty minutes trying unsuccessfully to get the door to lock. For thirty minutes, they wiggled and twisted and turned the key. They tried from the outside lock and from the inside lock. They stood around, all seven of them, discussing the complex dynamics of locking a jammed door.
I read three chapters in A Million Little Pieces.
After thirty minutes, when I was starting to get a little panicky because we had dinner reservations with a group of friends, somebody was sent off to get a janitor. The janitor showed up, turned the key and very forcibly hit the lock with his fist. And, voila, the door was locked.
This provided an excellent lesson for the students: that, while you may be able to make a robot throw a ball through a hoop using 500 random pieces from Home Depot, there are some things in this world that will elude you.
Honestly, they'll probably have to hire assistants later in life. At least they'll be able to afford them.