The browser is the workshop. It is where the lessons get built and read through before anyone sees them, and it is where a member sits down with a real half hour rather than five minutes on a phone.
Felloclass on the web runs in any modern browser, for you and for your members. No install, no extension, nothing to ask anyone to download before they can start. The board takes the middle of the screen and the sidebar holds the class and the lesson you are on.
Building a class is a desk job for one evening. The draft opens beside the video it came from, and you read, cut and rewrite until it sounds like you.
By July 1789, bread prices had climbed to eighty-eight percent of the average daily wage. Not a crisis of politics, yet — a crisis of hunger.
The Bastille mattered less as a prison than as a powder magazine. The crowd came for gunpowder, not for symbolism.
A handful of keys control a lesson so neither of you has to reach for the mouse mid-thought.
By July 1789, bread prices had climbed to eighty-eight percent of the average daily wage. Not a crisis of politics, yet — a crisis of hunger.
The Bastille mattered less as a prison than as a powder magazine. The crowd came for gunpowder, not for symbolism.
A member takes the lesson to full screen and the chrome disappears. Just the board, the voice, and the thing they are there to practise.
By July 1789, bread prices had climbed to eighty-eight percent of the average daily wage. Not a crisis of politics, yet — a crisis of hunger.
The Bastille mattered less as a prison than as a powder magazine. The crowd came for gunpowder, not for symbolism.
The room a member sits down in when they have a real half hour.