It has been about 10 years since I stepped foot into my 10th grade Geometry class. I've never really hated math, but I would say I wasn't overjoyed by it either. I wasn't terrible at it, but was no genius either. During my senior year of HS, I did some tutoring in math, as well as after graduation. I tutored Geometry and Algebra. In 2009, I took my college math classes online. Other than your basic arithmetic that we use on a day to day basis, I haven't touched any of it since...until today. Today I attempted to help a sophomore prepare for finals next week for his Geometry class. Me O MY!! I was on a roll at first, explaining this and that. Then came the awkward pause and flipping of pages, desperately looking for a solution or theorem to help myself know how to explain it to the student. I was soo stumped! So after about 10 minutes of really digging into my head (I was beyond only scratching), we moved onto Literature.
Good ole Shakespeare--Julius Ceasar. I know the story quite well, and just my luck he had only read acts one and two. So with my deep southern accent and a deep breath, away I went reading Ceasar..., "What does that mean," or "Why did they talk like that?" I was bombarded with question after question. I came to learn that he had missed that week on Ceasar due to the flu. Luckily, I've never had the flu (knocks on wood), but I've seen what it does to those around me. Certainly not their best of days, I'll give them that. We continue on Shakespear for about an hour or so and then the noise level heightened. We then decide to call it a night. To my dismay, I feel as if we didn't get much accomplished, although he reassured and thanked me for providing a much clearer understanding to everything. Mission accomplished? No, we only have a few hours to study some more tomorrow and a few more on Sunday. I pray I am able to give him that extra umph his mind needs to absorb what the lessons are before finals day.
Good ole Shakespeare--Julius Ceasar. I know the story quite well, and just my luck he had only read acts one and two. So with my deep southern accent and a deep breath, away I went reading Ceasar..., "What does that mean," or "Why did they talk like that?" I was bombarded with question after question. I came to learn that he had missed that week on Ceasar due to the flu. Luckily, I've never had the flu (knocks on wood), but I've seen what it does to those around me. Certainly not their best of days, I'll give them that. We continue on Shakespear for about an hour or so and then the noise level heightened. We then decide to call it a night. To my dismay, I feel as if we didn't get much accomplished, although he reassured and thanked me for providing a much clearer understanding to everything. Mission accomplished? No, we only have a few hours to study some more tomorrow and a few more on Sunday. I pray I am able to give him that extra umph his mind needs to absorb what the lessons are before finals day.
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