#AI Teaching Assistant

[richardtheteacher]

Discover how generative AI like ChatGPT is transforming the classroom. Learn practical ways teachers can use AI to plan lessons, differentiate instruction, give feedback, and boost student outcomes—all while saving time and energy.

[officeiq]

Discover how AI Teacher Assistants are transforming the education system by reducing teacher workloads, personalizing student support, and reshaping classroom dynamics. Tune in for insights on the future of AI in schools!

[cooljacksongilbert]

How Alayna Ai Tool can be helpful for Teachers

Alayna AI Tool is a powerful tool that simplifies lesson planning and material creation for educators. It allows teachers to quickly generate lesson plans, slides, worksheets, and more across various grade levels. Designed especially for small schools with multi-graded classes, it saves valuable time and boosts efficiency, enabling teachers to focus more on instruction and less on preparation. Its user-friendly interface makes it an essential resource for enhancing classroom productivity.

[thisisgraeme]

Say hello to ALEC, your AI-powered teaching sidekick designed to make literacy and numeracy training easier, smarter, and more engaging. Whether you're embedding LN into lesson plans, tackling TEC compliance, or just looking for a way to make learning fun—ALEC has your back. No coffee breaks. No marking. Just smart AI support for educators who want to teach better and stress less. Ready to see what ALEC can do? Let’s make learning awesome! 😏🔥

[woolmasterleel]

I turned off personalized ads a while ago because fuck targeted advertising but god every ad is some ai bullshit and I can’t use the block to skip ads instantly… I am not paying for premium fuck that

[angstitty]

“I asked chat gpt” “I asked google ai” well I pondered for a few hours and ended up with the absolute wrong answer. But now I’ve learned and I can grow as a person

[skyilimit]

The AI Teaching Assistant: How Artificial Intelligence Is Quietly Transforming American Classrooms

Introduction: A New Kind of Educator

The face of American education is changing—not just through curriculum reform or digital textbooks, but through something more profound: artificial intelligence (AI). From personalized tutoring bots to automated grading systems, AI is no longer a distant futuristic concept; it’s already embedded in classrooms across the country.

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[curiousededucation]

AI-Driven Customization - CuriousEd

The CuriousEd AI Assistant is a powerful tool designed to streamline teachers’ work, helping them focus more on teaching and less on administrative tasks.

[officeiq]

In this episode, we explore how AI teaching assistants are transforming the classroom experience by personalizing learning, providing instant feedback, and supporting teachers with routine tasks. We discuss how these intelligent tools are enhancing student engagement, reducing educator workload, and creating more inclusive, efficient learning environments. From real-world examples to future possibilities and ethical concerns, this conversation offers a clear look at how AI is reshaping the future of education.

[itsmadhvi]

Is ChatGPT replacing writers?

Humans should realize that conventional content generated by ChatGPT is likely to develop tendencies of procrastination, memory loss, and reduce our academic abilities.

Ever since ChatGPT took on its role in providing great conversations to humans, humans have stopped relying on their intellect. ChatGPT is a new hope for people who find it difficult to produce novel content from time to time. Just ChatGPT things are turning popular, where people find it super easy to give prompts to the chat app and find answers that look great and satisfying to intellect. My…

[thisisgraeme]

ChatGPT for Educators: Using AI as a Personal Tutor and Digital Teaching Assistant (Part 3)

Ready to revolutionise your classroom with AI? Learn how ChatGPT for educators can act as a Personal Tutor for students and a Digital Teaching Assistant for lesson planning.

ChatGPT for Educators: Using AI as a Personal Tutor and Digital Teaching Assistant As AI technology continues to advance, its applications in education grow even more powerful and practical. In this third session of our series, we explore two transformative roles for ChatGPT in the classroom: as a Personal Tutor that engages directly with students, and as a Digital Teaching Assistant that…

[ctrinity]

Exploring Claude AI's Key Features for Enhanced Productivity

Claude AI outlines its diverse capabilities aimed at various user groups, including writing, analysis, programming, education, and productivity. It supports long-form content creation, technical documentation, and data analysis....

Claude AI Outlines Capabilities for Diverse Users 🤖 AI assistants teaching Claude AI outlines its diverse capabilities aimed at various user groups, including writing, analysis, programming, education, and productivity. It supports long-form content creation, technical documentation, and data analysis, while also providing customized assistance for teachers, students, blog writers, and…

[communistkenobi]

(taken from a post about AI)

speaking as someone who has had to grade virtually every kind of undergraduate assignment you can think of for the past six years (essays, labs, multiple choice tests, oral presentations, class participation, quizzes, field work assignments, etc), it is wild how out-of-touch-with-reality people’s perceptions of university grading schemes are. they are a mass standardised measurement used to prove the legitimacy of your degree, not how much you’ve learned. Those things aren’t completely unrelated to one another of course, but they are very different targets to meet. It is standard practice for professors to have a very clear idea of what the grade distribution for their classes are before each semester begins, and tenure-track assessments (at least some of the ones I’ve seen) are partially judged on a professors classes’ grade distributions - handing out too many A’s is considered a bad thing because it inflates student GPAs relative to other departments, faculties, and universities, and makes classes “too easy,” ie, reduces the legitimate of the degree they earn. I have been instructed many times by professors to grade easier or harder throughout the term to meet those target averages, because those targets are the expected distribution of grades in a standardised educational setting. It is standard practice for teaching assistants to report their grade averages to one another to make sure grade distributions are consistent. there’s a reason profs sometimes curve grades if the class tanks an assignment or test, and it’s generally not because they’re being nice!

this is why AI and chatgpt so quickly expanded into academia - it’s not because this new generation is the laziest, stupidest, most illiterate batch of teenagers the world has ever seen (what an original observation you’ve made there!), it’s because education has a mass standard data format that is very easily replicable by programs trained on, yanno, large volumes of data. And sure the essays generated by chatgpt are vacuous, uncompelling, and full of factual errors, but again, speaking as someone who has graded thousands of essays written by undergrads, that’s not exactly a new phenomenon lol

I think if you want to be productively angry at ChatGPT/AI usage in academia (I saw a recent post complaining that people were using it to write emails of all things, as if emails are some sacred form of communication), your anger needs to be directed at how easily automated many undergraduate assignments are. Or maybe your professors calculating in advance that the class average will be 72% is the single best way to run a university! Who knows. But part of the emotional stakes in this that I think are hard for people to admit to, much less let go of, is that AI reveals how rote, meaningless, and silly a lot of university education is - you are not a special little genius who is better than everyone else for having a Bachelor’s degree, you have succeeded in moving through standardised post-secondary education. This is part of the reason why disabled people are systematically barred from education, because disability accommodations require a break from this standardised format, and that means disabled people are framed as lazy cheaters who “get more time and help than everyone else.” If an AI can spit out a C+ undergraduate essay, that of course threatens your sense of superiority, and we can’t have that, can we?

[imtaashu]

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚂𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝙸𝚜 𝙵𝚘𝚛.🗣️📱

✮ Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader ✮ Summary: You teach Bucky how to use Siri. He immediately abuses it—for reasons both ridiculous and heart-melting. ✮ Genre: soft clingy Bucky, domestic fluff, modern!Bucky chaos, helpless romantic, tech dummy boyfriend, emotional support Siri, established relationship ✮ Word Count: ~1.3k ✮ Author Notes✍️ : He doesn’t trust AI… until it tells him how to make you smile 🥺 ✦ welcome to my bucky brain rot. masterlist lives here ✦

“Hey Siri, how many kisses should I give my girl every day?”

You blink. “Bucky.”

He ignores you.

Your phone dutifully replies “That’s up to you, but affection is always appreciated!”

He beams. “See? Even she agrees.”

“Bucky, that’s not what Siri is for.”

“It is now.”

✦✦✦

It started innocently.

You were helping him learn basic voice commands—just fun little things, like setting reminders or playing music hands-free.

You expected maybe a few questions. Instead?

You unleashed a monster.

A lovesick, over-attached, 106-year-old super soldier who now treated your phone’s AI assistant like his best friend.

“Hey Siri, remind me to kiss Y/N every hour.”

“Okay. I’ve set an hourly reminder.”

Your head dropped to the table with a groan.

He grinned proudly, flopping down next to you on the couch “I’m just making sure I don’t forget,” he said innocently, already pulling you into his lap. “Time management, doll.”

You sighed. “It’s literally been seven minutes since your last reminder.”

He kissed your cheek. “Better early than late”

✦✦✦

It only got worse Or better. Depending on how dangerously cute you were willing to let things get.

You were brushing your teeth one night when you heard him from the bedroom “Hey Siri, is Y/N in love with me?”

You nearly choked on your toothpaste.

Siri replied, as Siri does “I can’t answer that. Maybe you should ask them yourself.”

You peeked out of the bathroom, foamy grin on your face. “She’s got a point.”

Bucky was sprawled on the bed, your phone in hand, looking like he’d just been personally betrayed.

“She’s supposed to be on my side.”

“She’s an AI, Bucky.”

He scowled. “She needs loyalty.”

You snorted. “Well, I am in love with you. In case you needed a real answer.”

That shut him up. And turned him into a blushing, smiling mess.

He mumbled something about needing to update Siri’s software to include heart facts.

✦✦✦

But the final straw?

Was when you found a reminder on your phone titled:

“Propose Without Crying Like A Loser.”

Your heart stopped. And then melted.

You didn’t say anything—just turned around to find Bucky standing awkwardly in the doorway with a sheepish smile and red-tipped ears.

“I was just… researching,” he said quickly. “Not, like, now. Or maybe now, I don’t know—”

You walked over and threw your arms around his neck before he could spiral any further “You better cry,” you whispered, nuzzling into his chest. “Or I’m saying no.”

He laughed, burying his face in your hair, holding you like he’d never let go.

“Hey Siri,” he murmured, lips pressed to your temple.

“What’s the best way to keep someone forever?”

You looked up at him, eyes full of quiet awe.

And he didn’t need an answer from a phone this time.

He had you.

───────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─────────

🏷️ tagging - @nerdreader @starstruckfirecat @okaytrashpanda 🎀🩷

───────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─────────

wanna be tagged in all the clingy!bucky chaos and emotional destruction? tell me and i got you ⛓️‍💥♥️

[ozzgin]

Yandere! Android x Reader (I)

It is the future and you have been tasked to solve a mysterious murder that could jeopardize political ties. Your assigned partner is the newest android model meant to assimilate human customs. You must keep his identity a secret and teach him the ways of earthlings, although his curiosity seems to be reaching inappropriate extents.

Yes, this is based on Asimov’s “Caves of Steel” because Daneel Olivaw was my first ever robot crush. I also wanted a protagonist that embraces technology. :)

Content: female reader, AI yandere, 50's futurism

[Part 2] | [More original works]

You follow after the little assistant robot, a rudimentary machine invested with basic dialogue and spatial navigation. It had caused quite the ruckus when first introduced. One intern - well liked despite being somewhat clumsy at his job - was sadly let go as a result. Not even the Police is safe from the threat of AI, is what they chanted outside the premises.

"The Commissioner has summoned you, (Y/N)." 

That's how it greeted you earlier, clacking its appendage against the open door in an attempt to simulate a knock. 

"Do you know why my presence is needed?" You inquire and wait for the miniature AI to scan the audio message. 

"I am not allowed to mention anything right now." It finally responds after agonizing seconds.

 It's an alright performance. You might've been more impressed by it, had you not witnessed first hand the Spacer technology that could put any modern invention here on Earth to shame. Sadly the people down here are very much against artificial intelligence. There have been multiple protests recently, like the one in front of your building, condemning the latest government suggestion regarding automation. People fear for their jobs and safety and you don't necessarily blame them for having self preservation. On the other hand, you've always been a supporter of progress. As a child you devoured any science fiction book you could get your hands on, and now, as a high ranked police detective you still manage to sneak away and scan over articles and news involving the race for a most efficient computer.

You close the door behind you and the Commissioner puts his fat cigarette out, twisting the remains into the ashtray with monotonous movements as if searching for the right words.

 "There's been a murder." Is all he settles on saying, throwing a heavy folder in your direction. A hologram or tablet might've been easier to catch, but the man, like many of his coworkers, shares a deep nostalgia for the old days. 

 You flip through the pages and eventually furrow your eyebrows. 

"This would be a disaster if it made it to the news." You mumble and look up at the older man. "Shouldn't this go to someone more experienced?" 

He twiddles with his grey mustache and glances out the fake window. 

"It's a sensitive case. The Spacers are sending their own agent to collaborate with us. What stands out to you?" 

You narrow your eyes and focus on the personnel sheet. What's there to cause such controversy? Right before giving up, departing from the page, you finally notice it: next to the Spacer officer's name, printed clearly in black ink, is a little "R." which is a commonly used abbreviation to indicate something is a robot. The chief must've noticed your startled reaction and continues, satisfied: 

"You understand, yes? They're sending an android. Supposedly it replicates a human perfectly in terms of appearance, but it does not possess enough observational data. Their request is that whoever partners up with him will also house him and let him follow along for the entirety of the mission. You're the only one here openly supporting those tin boxes. I can't possibly ask one of your higher ups, men with wives and children, to...you know...bring that thing in their house."

You're still not sure whether to be offended by the fact that your comfort seems to be of less priority compared to other officers. Regardless of the semantics, you're presently standing at the border between Earth and the Spacer colony, awaiting your case partner. A man emerges from behind a security gate. He's tall, with handsome features and an elegant walk. He approaches you and you reach for a handshake. 

"Is the android with you?" You ask, a little confused. 

"Is this your first time seeing a Spacer model?" He responds, relaxed. "I am the agent in your care. There is no one else." 

You take a moment to process the information, similar to the primitive machine back at your office. Could it be? You've always known that Spacer technology is years ahead, but this surpasses your wildest dreams. There is not a single detail hinting at his mechanical fundament. The movement is fluid, the speech is natural, the design is impenetrable. He lifts the warm hand he'd used for the handshake and gently presses a finger against your chin in an upwards motion. You find yourself involuntarily blushing. 

"Your mouth was open. I assumed you'd want it discreetly corrected." He states, factually, with a faint smile on his lips. Is he amused? Is such a feeling even possible? You try your best to regain some composure, adjusting the collar of your shirt and clearing your throat. 

"Thank you and please excuse my rudeness. I was not expecting such a flawless replica. Our assistants are...easily recognizable as AI."

"So I've been told." His smile widens and he checks his watch. You follow his gesture, still mesmerized, trying to find a single indicator that the man standing before you is indeed a machine, a synthetic product.

Nothing.

"Shall we?" He eyes the exit path and you quickly lead him outside and towards public transport. 

He patiently waits for your fingerprint scan to be complete. You almost turn around and apologize for the old, lagging device. As a senior detective, you have the privilege of living in the more spacious, secured quarters of the city. And, since you don't have a family, the apartment intended for multiple people looks more like a luxury adobe. Still, compared to the advanced way of the Spacers, this must feel like poverty to the android.

At last, the scanner beeps and the door unlocks. 

"Heh...It's a finicky model." You mumble and invite him in.

"Yes, I'm familiar with these systems." He agrees with you and steps inside, unbuttoning his coat.

"Oh, you've seen this before?"

"In history books."

You scratch your cheek and laugh awkwardly, wondering how much of his knowledge about the current life on Earth is presented as a museum exhibit when compared to Spacer society. 

"I'm going to need a coffee. I guess you don't...?" Your words trail as you await confirmation. 

"I would enjoy one as well, if it is not too much to ask. I've been told it's a social custom to 'get coffee' as a way to have small talk." The synthetic straightens his shirt and looks at you expectantly. 

"Of course. I somehow assumed you can't drink, but if you're meant to blend in with humans...it does make sense you'd have all the obvious requirements built in."

He drags a chair out and sits at the small table, legs crossed.

"Indeed. I have been constructed to have all the functions of a human, down to every detail." 

You chuckle lightly. Well, not like you can verify it firsthand. The engineers back at the Spacer colony most likely didn't prepare him for matters considered unnecessary. 

"I do mean every detail." He adds, as if reading your mind. "You are free to see for yourself."

You nearly drop the cup in your flustered state. You hurry to wipe the coffee that spilled onto the counter and glance back at the android, noticing a smirk on his face. What the hell? Are they playing a prank on you and this is actually a regular guy? Some sort of social experiment? 

"I can see they included a sense of humor." You manage to blurt out, glaring at him suspiciously. 

"I apologize if I offended you in any way. I'm still adjusting to different contexts." The android concludes, a hint of mischief remaining on his face. "Aren't rowdy jokes common in your field of work?"

"Uh huh. Spot on." You hesitantly place the hot drink before him.

Robots on Earth have always been built for the purpose of efficiency. Whether or not a computer passes the Turing Test is irrelevant as long as it performs its task in the most optimal, rational way. There have been attempts, naturally, to create something indistinguishable from a human, but utility has always taken precedence. It seems that Spacers think differently. Or perhaps they have reached their desired level of performance a long time ago, and all that was left was fiddling with aesthetics. Whatever the case is, you're struggling not to gawk in amazement at the man sitting in your kitchen, stirring his coffee with a bored expression.

"I always thought - if you don't mind my honesty - that human emotions would be something to avoid when building AI. Hard to implement, even harder to control and it doesn't bring much use."

"I can understand your concerns. However, let me reassure you, I have a strict code of ethics installed in my neural networks and thus my emotions will never lead to any destructive behavior. All safety concerns have been taken into consideration.

As for why...How familiar are you with our colony?" The android takes a sip of his coffee and nods, expressing his satisfaction. "Perhaps you might be aware, Spacers have a declining population. Automated assistants have been part of our society for a long time now. What's lacking is humans. If the issue isn't fixed, artificial humans will have to do."

You scoff.

"What, us Earth men aren't good enough to fix the birth rates? They need robots?"

You suddenly remember the recipient of your complaint and mutter an apology. 

"Well, I'm sure you'd make a fine contender. Sadly I can't speak for everyone else on Earth." The man smiles in amusement upon seeing the pale red that's now dusting your cheeks, then continues: "But the issue lies somewhere else. Spacers have left Earth a long time ago and lived in isolation until now. Once an organism has lost its immune responses to otherwise common pathogens, it cannot be reintegrated."

True. Very few Earth citizens are allowed to enter the colony, and only do so after thorough disinfection stages, proving they are disease free as to not endanger the fragile health of the Spacers living in a sterile environment. You can only imagine the disastrous outcome if the two species were to abruptly mingle. In that case, equally sterile machinery might be their only hope.

Your mind wanders to the idea. Dating a robot...How's that? You sheepishly gaze at the android and study his features. His neatly combed copper hair, the washed out blue eyes, the pale skin. Probably meant to resemble the Spacers. You shake your head.

"A-anyways, I'll go and gather all the case files I have. Then we can discuss our first steps. Do feel at home."

You rush out and head for your office. Focus, you tell yourself mildly annoyed.

While you search for the required paperwork - what a funny thing to say in this day and age - he will certainly take up on your generous offer to make himself comfortable. The redhaired man enters the living room, scanning everything with curious eyes. He stops in front of a digital frame and slides through the photos. Ah, this must be your Police Academy graduation. The year matches with the data he's received on you. Data files he might've read one too many times in his unexplained enthusiasm. This should be you and the Commissioner; Doesn't match the description of your father, and he seems too old to be a spouse or boyfriend. Additionally, the android distinctly recalls the empty 'Relationship' field.

"Old photos are always a tad embarrassing. I suppose you skipped that stage."

He jolts almost imperceptibly and faces you. You have returned with a thin stack of papers and a hologram projector.

"I've digitalized most files I received, so you don't have to shuffle a bunch of paper around." You explain.

"That is very useful, thank you." He gently retrieves the small device from your hand, but takes a moment before removing his fingers from yours. "I predict this will be a successful partnership."

You flash him a friendly smile and gesture towards the seating area.

"Let's get to work, then. Unless you want to go through more boring albums." You joke as you lower yourself onto the plush sofa. 

The synthetic human joins you at an unexpectedly close proximity. You wonder if proper distance differs among Spacers or if he has received slightly erroneous information about what makes a comfortable rapport. 

"Nothing boring about it. In fact, I'd say you and I are very similar from this point of view." He tells you, placing the projector on the table.

"Oh?"

"Your interest in technology and artificial intelligence is rather easy to infer." The man continues, pointing vaguely towards the opposing library. "Aside from the briefing I've already received about you, that is."

"And that is similar to...the interest in humans you've been programmed to have?" You interject, unsure where this conversation is meant to lead. 

"Almost."

His head turns fully towards you and you stare back into his eyes. From this distance you can finally discern the first hints of his nature: the thin disks shading the iris - possibly CCD sensors - are moving in a jagged, mechanical manner. Actively analyzing and processing the environment. 

"I wouldn't go as far as to generalize it to all humans. 

Just you."