Math Survival Guide: I Was a Mathphobe! 02
"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new."
| I remember this class very well and I remember being completely clueless the
entire time. I also remember how it felt to have “F” exams passed back to me
while seeing that everyone around me seemed to be getting “A’s” and “B’s.”
How could these students understand all the ancient hieroglyphics and cave
drawings the teacher was scribbling all over the board? I was completely lost
the whole time and it wasn’t a good feeling. I dreaded going to that class.
I remember the teacher too… Oh… I remember him. Mr. Ubbernerd (not
his real name.) Unfortunately, our class was right after lunch and Mr.
Ubbernerd wasn’t exactly up on the latest in oral hygiene – like the tooth
brush. The man always managed to have at least half a pound of white
Weber’s bread jammed in his front teeth. That wasn’t the worst of it. There
was this little blob of spit… As he talked, it would string from the middle of his
upper lip to his lower… up… down… up… down… up… down. It was totally
mesmerizing. How could I concentrate on Algebra with this going on?
Up… down… up… down… Perhaps this is why I was failing the class – spit
blob obsession. In the middle of the year, they transferred me into another
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