Teaching: Not the Job I Signed Up For . . .

I have been pretty down about education and teaching English lately: the majority of kids don't read; if possible, kids use AI to offload critical thinking; kids are not as interactive as they once were; it's impossible to tell when kids are cheating; any time a kid has a computer, they might be distracted by 1000 things other than what they are supposed to be doing; teachers are just interrupting kids digital lives-- they can't wait to get back on their cell-phones; etcetera, etcetera . . . so I just ordered one hundred composition notebooks from Amazon and-- with my seniors at least-- I'm going to go back to basics . . . I'm going to give them a notebook at the start of class, they're going to write shit down in the notebook, and then I'm going to collect it at the end of class-- and I guess I'll occasionally check if they're writing things down-- and then if I do want them to type something (handwriting is generally abysmal these days) then they can type it from the notebook and make basic revisions-- but if it turns into a professionally written piece loaded with odd metaphors and parallel structure, I'll knwo they used AI because it won't resemble what's in the notebook . . . it's not foolproof, but I don't know what else to do.