As the end of a semester draws to a close, there is usually some sense of relief. You pass through your professor's ax-laden outstretched arms to discover you still have a head. Weeks ahead of you with a little something called "free-time", a strange new phrase appearing in your dictionary.
Yet this time, some sadness and a small hole appears also.
Am I NUTS?!
No, ntrly. Not as far as I see it anyway. A curse in a certain respect, as menial tasks in the workforce are more bothersome than ever before (aka, I'm bored with the lack of a challenge). Tonight I picked up an algebra book and once again tasted the sweet juice of knowledge. Alas, much of what I read didn't sink in very well (it's been awhile, me and math) and I thought "Maybe I should read my Greek book, it's easier."
*pause*
"Yeah, that explains why people think you're insane."
Draw your own conclusions. I'm not here to brag, just expressing my observation.
1 comment:
Of course greek is easier. You just barely studied it. The fact that you haven't seen algebra in a while doesn't mean that you can't do it. I took calculus in college and I teach math, but I can't do my calculus nearly as good as I was able to do it in college because I haven't studied it in almost ten years. You never really forget what you learn. It's all up in your brain somewhere, you just need the patience to remember what you learned.
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