No Fun with Fractions
Last night while trying to help my fourth grader work on her homework, I was yet again reminded why I do not like math. To be fair, it is not all math that I do not like, but fractions really, really make me want to pull my hair out. Compound fractions to be exact. When it takes two adults to help one child do one page of homework, that is hard work!
I was taken back to 1982, sitting in Mrs. Koehler’s class, trying to do the same work. I loved Mrs. Koehler. She was very pretty and kind. She taught us all about clouds and the atmosphere. Yep, that is what I remember about fourth grade and the nasty fractions. It was also the year my parents decided to separate which eventually led to divorce. So, now that I think about it, maybe it was not all about fractions, but about my parents making a mess of things. At least from a fourth grader’s point of view.
As an adult, I know that it takes a lot of things to screw up a marriage and my parents had their problems. In later years, my mom found a much better husband in my stepfather and my dad ended up with two high maintenance women. Well… he picked them, not me and pay back is a you-know-what. It is interesting what leaves a profound mark on a young mind. Maybe it was not the fractions but the divorce. Maybe I really love math. Right, maybe I will win the Nobel prize and Jeopardy! Nope, still do not like fractions!!