Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Math Is Too Hard

I know the joke will be on me now but... I can't do math.

Let me rephrase that... I was a straight A student in math all through high school. I loved math, I loved biology- chemistry sucked, but for the most part, I enjoyed science, too.

I was no barbie doll complaining about how hard the subjects were.

I did, however, love English class. Shakespeare was my favorite. I was the only one in the class with my hand held over my head. Me Me Me Me!

My sixth grade son is trying to figure out his math homework. I saw it as a basic algebra problem. Set up the equation. Balance it and there you have your answer.

No. That's not right.

Um... so I'm lost. I have no idea how to do it any other way.

Now I am feeling like a Barbie doll.

I hate math.

Science is too hard.

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Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Failing Sixth Grade English

Um... I write for a living.

But I can't pass sixth grade English. I'm trying to help Ben with his similes homework.

She's as clumsy as a:
pig
dog
cow
ox

Ben circled pig.

I said, no it's ox.

Pigs are uglier.

It's not about ugly. It's about clumsy. And it's as much a figure of speech as it is a comparison.

No it's not.

Then you do the homework.

No, I need help.

He's as gentle as a:
lamb
kitten
mouse
dove

Dove, Ben circles confidently.

No, it's lamb.

Doves are more gentle... peace and all. It's dove.

Okay.

He looks at me. It's lamb? Really?

Really.

Finally, we finished the similes, some of which he refused to change because after all, what do I know?

I mean, Mom, you went to 6th grade a long time ago.

It's true.

Onto the Martin Luther King Crossword puzzle. I love crossword puzzles.

How do you spell "assassin?"

Ass,
ass,
in.

This leaves him howling in laughter. Too stupid for 6th grade similes but I am funny. of course, I typed it in Word first and spell checked it.

My confidence is shot.

"An organization of whites that sought to control blacks and keep them from gaining political power." 10 letters. second to last is the letter A.

Klu Klux Klan.

Mom, that's eleven letters.

Any ideas, folks?

I'm going to go dig out my diploma from college and kiss it. I'm so glad I'm done.

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