“Dad, can I skip school?”
“Why?”
“Because I was supposed to have done an assignment to turn in today, but I forgot.”
“Okay, but we’re going to talk about this later.”
I’m the kind of father who eases up, who tries to understand the situation. That assignment was supposed to be turned in that morning, but he forgot, even though he had three days to do it. Lack of responsibility? Yes, but I wasn’t going to scold him. I gave him a second chance, the lecture came later.
I found out he was doing the assignment with the help of Chatgpt, and then the lecture came. Not aggressively, without yelling or showing anger, but rather to make him understand that this is cheating and that using artificial intelligence to do the work was just a form of regression for his learning, that he was harming himself.
The assignment was math, exercises and assignments exist for learning through practice, and I explained that to him. His response was that he already did this same type of calculation at school almost every day.
So my agreement with him was to delete everything that had been done up to that point with the help of his artificial intelligence friend and redo everything manually. Double the work to understand that he needs to follow the rules and that shortcuts only delay progress when used dishonestly.
He was upset, of course. In the mind of an almost teenager, things are a little different. So to ease the tension, I made him a snack and gave him a 20 minute break.
I sat down at the computer and asked Chatgpt to generate 10 more exercises similar to the ones it had been providing answers for to my son, twice as many as his original assignment required, and told my son to complete the tasks generated by his AI friend.
In the end, a lesson was taught. The second chance was given and, even then, he still wanted to do things the easier way. He needed to understand that too much convenience, when used the wrong way, gets in the way more than it helps. Technology is there to assist, explain, and teach, but never to replace the effort that learning requires.
In the end, he did everything. The assignment plus twice the number of exercises. I was inclined to make him spend the whole day doing even more, but deep down I knew that would not have sent a good message. I think what I truly wanted to teach in that moment was accomplished. I tried to be understanding, but I was firm when the opportunity was not used the way it should have been. I know every mother and father has their own way of educating, but this is the way I try to teach him, through how we respond to mistakes and even through showing leniency in certain situations. Maybe the biggest lesson that day wasn’t about math after all.

"Pai, posso faltar aula?"
"Porque?"
"Porque eu tinha que ter feito um trabalho para entregar hoje, mas esqueci."
"Ok, mas vamos conversar sobre isso depois."
Sou o tipo de pai que alivia, que tenta entender a situação. Esse trabalho era para entregar naquela manhã, mas ele esqueceu, mesmo tendo três dias para ter feito. Falta de responsabilidade? Sim, mas eu não iria dar uma bronca. Dei uma segunda chance, a bronca veio depois.
Descobri que ele estava fazendo o trabalho com a ajuda do Chatgpt, e então a bronca veio. Não de forma agressiva, sem gritos ou demonstração de raiva, mas sim uma bronca para fazê-lo entender que isso é trapaça e que usar inteligência artificial para fazer o trabalho era apenas uma forma de regressão para o seu aprendizado, que ele estava se prejudicando.
O trabalho era de matemática, exercícios e trabalhos servem para o aprendizado através da prática, e expliquei isso para ele. Sua resposta foi dizer que já fazia esse mesmo tipo de conta na escola quase todos os dias.
Então, meu acordo com ele foi apagar tudo o que foi feito até então com a ajuda da amiga inteligência artificial e refazer tudo manualmente. Trabalho redobrado para entender que deve seguir as regras e que atalhos servem para atrasar se for de forma desonesta.
Ele ficou chateado, claro, na cabeça de quase adolescentes as coisas são um pouco diferentes. Então para aliviar a tensão, eu fiz um lanche para ele e dei um descanso de 20 minutos.
Sentei no computador e solicitei que o Chatgpt fizesse mais 10 exercícios similares àqueles dos quais ele estava fornecendo a resposta para o meu filho, o dobro do que sua tarefa exigia e disse para meu filho fazer as tarefas que foram geradas pela amiga IA.
Por fim, uma lição foi dada. A segunda chance foi dada e, ainda assim, ele queria fazer as coisas pelo caminho mais fácil. Precisava entender que facilidade demais, quando usada da forma errada, atrapalha mais do que ajuda. A tecnologia está aí para auxiliar, explicar e ensinar, mas nunca para substituir o esforço que o aprendizado exige.
No fim, ele fez tudo. O trabalho mais o dobro das lições, fiquei inclinado a fazer ele passar o dia fazendo mais exercícios, mas no fundo exagero não iria passar uma boa mensagem. Acho que o que de fato eu queria ensinar ali foi feito, tentei ser compreensível, mas fui duro quando a oportunidade não foi usada da forma que deveria. Sei que cada pai e mãe tem uma forma de educar, mas essa é a maneira que eu tento ensina-lo, através da postura diante de erros e até mesmo em aliviar em alguma situação. Talvez a maior lição daquele dia não tenha sido sobre matemática.
I was never able to put off assignments when I was a kid. If my mom knew about it she was bugging me to get it done as soon as possible. Procrastination was never an option! Obviously neither was AI!
I used to get beaten, and I still carry trauma from homework. My mother would hit me if I didn’t do it.
I think you did the right thing. At that age, they can't really understand the gravity of their actions, most of the times they look for an easy way out, which can be detrimental. I hope he learnt his lesson and will make better decisions in the future, but who knows ...
Hats off for not yelling his head down, as so many would do.
I wouldn’t yell at another person, so I wouldn’t yell at my son. Sometimes we find it easier to be ruder to the people we love most, which is actually quite contradictory