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Well Ain't That Nifty: Edtimating the Radius of the Earth
14 years ago
Don't be weird. Thanks.
http://www.wired.com/wiredscience/2.....h-with-a-lake/
I was following along with it, until numbers and letters happened.
Then my brain simply stopped, and wordless babble flew out of my mouth.
I could never get math. Well, I could, but it went into a vicious cycle.
Algebra I did it in the worst, but Geometry I could always grasp a little better- until the Algebra part was thrown into it.
Basically, the cycle would happen with ANY teacher, ANY sort of teaching style. I just couldn't win.
Let me explain it to you.
We start the chapter. The teacher explains various equations, how they work, and I take notes. Lots of notes. I do this with all my other classes. Notes. Notes and doodles, but mostly notes. I retain information like a sponge. I suck it in, I pass the first chapter's section's test, and we move on to the next section.
By the end of the chapter, I have learned the last thing we were taught.
Anything before that was pushed out- like my brain has no room for math in it's life.
The test, I fail, since majority of the time 2/3 of the test is the previous shit we learned from the earlier chapter.
Why would math do this to me? I even tried STUDYING. Of which, I loathed so much. I never had to study for my other classes, so why did I have to for math?
A learning disability could be it, but I would hate to blame my brain's functions on something so stupid.
A few weeks ago, my terrible math skills came to the light at work.
I was covering on a Saturday- not a normal shift for me- and the computer did a little malfunction for one of our Junior League members. I went over to fix it, and asked the kid what he had.
There were four pins left over, and it didn't count his third ball, or some horse shit. I looked at the pins, and I looked at the kid, making it out like I was going to quiz HIM on math. Didn't work out too well, since my coworker was like "Myrandah, you can't figure that out yourself?"
My mind is completely blank. My brain starts flipping out, pulling up various answers- would this work? No.. what of this? No no- finally my coworker was like "IT'S 2. TWOO!"
I shrugged it off as me just not being awake enough for it. The parents had a good laugh, and they moved on.
Embarrassing? A bit. When more than two numbers are involved in anything, it just becomes a terrible idea.
I was following along with it, until numbers and letters happened.
Then my brain simply stopped, and wordless babble flew out of my mouth.
I could never get math. Well, I could, but it went into a vicious cycle.
Algebra I did it in the worst, but Geometry I could always grasp a little better- until the Algebra part was thrown into it.
Basically, the cycle would happen with ANY teacher, ANY sort of teaching style. I just couldn't win.
Let me explain it to you.
We start the chapter. The teacher explains various equations, how they work, and I take notes. Lots of notes. I do this with all my other classes. Notes. Notes and doodles, but mostly notes. I retain information like a sponge. I suck it in, I pass the first chapter's section's test, and we move on to the next section.
By the end of the chapter, I have learned the last thing we were taught.
Anything before that was pushed out- like my brain has no room for math in it's life.
The test, I fail, since majority of the time 2/3 of the test is the previous shit we learned from the earlier chapter.
Why would math do this to me? I even tried STUDYING. Of which, I loathed so much. I never had to study for my other classes, so why did I have to for math?
A learning disability could be it, but I would hate to blame my brain's functions on something so stupid.
A few weeks ago, my terrible math skills came to the light at work.
I was covering on a Saturday- not a normal shift for me- and the computer did a little malfunction for one of our Junior League members. I went over to fix it, and asked the kid what he had.
There were four pins left over, and it didn't count his third ball, or some horse shit. I looked at the pins, and I looked at the kid, making it out like I was going to quiz HIM on math. Didn't work out too well, since my coworker was like "Myrandah, you can't figure that out yourself?"
My mind is completely blank. My brain starts flipping out, pulling up various answers- would this work? No.. what of this? No no- finally my coworker was like "IT'S 2. TWOO!"
I shrugged it off as me just not being awake enough for it. The parents had a good laugh, and they moved on.
Embarrassing? A bit. When more than two numbers are involved in anything, it just becomes a terrible idea.
2!!
Math is a heavy left brain, and is very difficult for MANY people because the methods of teaching it is too abstract (sure 5-3 is easy because it can be conceptualized, but the Pythagorean theorem is difficult because it's just a reoccurring attribute of right triangles).
Also math helps you in art. Ever heard of the golden rectangle of proportions? :3c
If you want something to help you with maths, do simple arithmetic while shopping. Estimate and calculate how much things will end up being, or how much tax will be, or try to calculate change before they punch it in. You'd be surprised.
Finally, watch this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pj2NOTanzWI
It's sometimes my brain just farts xP