Why I Hate Math.

My daughter has just written a beautiful piece on her blog. It was about the negative experience she had with the subject of Math. She aptly reminded me of my own high school days and the horrible experience I had with the subject.

Really, the subject was not (and is still not) hard. The problem however was that the individuals charged with the responsibility of laying the Math foundation in our lives back then were some, tired, boring old men. I remember one particular Math teacher (Mr. I-think-get-it). This alias was coined from his fast-speaking and intermittent use of the question: “I think you get it?”

As he approached our class one day, I grabbed my books and walked out. He turned around quickly to call me aside. And gently, he asked why I always chose to leave whenever he was coming. I explained my dislike for Math. He then stared hard at me and said, “Young man, I have to give you some bad news...there is no way you can ever do without Mathematics in your life…”

The old man has since been vindicated several times over. All my life…I have not been able to avoid Math. The more I advance in life, the more the subject keeps getting in my face mischievously.