Work is a tad slow today. I am keeping myself entertained by reading C&H on one window and doing important insignificant marginally significant work on the other two. Multi-tasking is a skill, my friends. Not everyone can do it. 😛
Found this cartoon strip that reminded me of Roop’s post. Thought I’d put it up. I could write a long, never ending scroll on my relationship with the subject. But I dont think anyone would be keen on reading that,so I shall refrain.
PS:Just in case you have a teenie-weenie bit of interest in my relation with maths, lemme know. I may edit this post to add stuff about it.
PPS: Please tell me you want to know every minute detail about my rocking relationship with the subject. I have time on my hands people and little to do!!
Edited to add:
Now that I have coerced everyone into asking me about my rocking relationship with mathematics, its only fair that I write in adequate depth about the subject at hand.
To begin with, I didn’t always detest the subject. In fact, I sort of liked it, at least till class 8. I wasn’t fabulous at it and it undoubtedly needed more effort on my part than other subjects, but it wasn’t an insurmountable task either. If I tried hard enough, I managed to clear my exams with decent marks. But I never really enjoyed the subject the way I enjoyed History and English and Home Science. My mom helped me out with the daily lessons till class 7 I think, after which she declared it was too much for her to do and passed on the task of teaching the subject to my dad. Now dad’s style of teaching and my style of learning didn’t match. So as a teacher-student duo we flopped royally. During the summer vacations, my grandfather would try to teach me but by the time I was in the tenth, my interest in the subject had dwindled to nothing. Left with no options, my mother found a maths tutor for me in the tenth class (granddad dint live in the same city, mom couldn’t teach the subject at all and dad and I dint get along too well on the teaching-learning front). So thrice a week, I would cycle down to this lady’s house and spend an hour and a half cracking maths problems.
Most people find maths logical, I find it illogical. I have asked some of the silliest questions in class. For example, in the ninth we had a question in geometry that I though was utterly ridiculous. It had two parallel lines intersected with a diagonal line and we were to prove that the two parallel lines were parallel indeed. I couldn’t for the life of me understand why I needed to prove the lines parallel when I could see they were parallel. It was as plain as the nose on my face that the lines were parallel so why would I dig out some formula, apply it to the diagram and then prove that the lines were really parallel. It made no sense. The teacher, I am sure thought, I made no sense. Hmmph.
Despite the subject being as illogical as I found it to be, I managed to clear the tenth board exams with decent marks. My battle with the subject taught me that it would be in my best interest to drop the subject all together in the eleventh. And I did just that. My parents were totally ok with this but I think my grandfather died a hundred deaths on hearing my decision. He had been promoting maths as “the king of all subjects” since the day I entered school. He was sure that since he was marvellous at the subject and all his children were just as good, his grandchildren would be so too. He tried hard to explain to me the great possibilities that the subject would open up to me. He made it sound as if my life would change if I took up that subject. Actually it would have – it would have ensured that I was the only child in the entire family who flunked her class 12 exams !! Fortunately all the advice and explanation fell on deaf ears. Eventually I did drop the subject and I haven’t repented my decision a single day.
It’s not as if I haven’t had to use maths anywhere after the tenth. Obviously I have, but I have basic concepts in place and can carry out commonly needed mathematical operations. I still can’t figure why my granddad insisted on studying the subject throughout school. I would probably have chosen a different profession and been a different person all together had I studied maths. I am just very glad I dint!!