Mendoza, the psychologist, is overjoyed that the program stipulates that kids get ownership of the laptops.
Sitting in his dirt-floor kitchen as his mother cooks lunch, Kevin, an aspiring trumpet player, draws a soccer field on his XO, then erases it. Kevin plays a song by Caliente, his favorite combo, that he recorded off Arahuay's single TV channel. He shows a reporter photos he took of him with his three-year-old brother.
A bare light bulb hangs by a wire from the ceiling. A hen bobs around the floor. There are no books in this two-room house. Kevin's parents didn't get past the sixth grade.
Indeed, the laptop project also has adults in its sights.



