So here I am. I have entered into my second semester at DCCC. I did well in my first semester, finishing with a 4.0 GPA! Last semester I learned about neuroplasticity and the growth mindset. Whenever that little bell rings in the back of my head and tells me that I'm not smart enough, I shut it down with science. Academia is what you make of it.
So with that being said, I am now taking Math 060. If you have read my piece entitled "The Banking Concept of Education" you already know that mathematics have never been my strong point... And I believe mathematics to be a subject that requires banking concept style teaching. I am already trying to engage this class and work it into a problem-posing environment, but as of now my main concern is learning. Math is cut and dry, it is black and white. There's no room for debate when working equations. Two times five will always equal ten. I believe that my main problem with mathematics is that I have always thought too deep in concerns to the subject. For example, here is something I wrote during my fall semester:
Zero is the median of deficit and excess... All numbers, negative and positive, are composed of one.. Except zero...
In that realization, I've come to conclude that the only numbers that exist are one and zero.. Every number besides zero needs one or multiple ones in order to exist.. Two cannot exist without one.. One can exist without two.. Nothing can exist without one.. Zero is nothing.. Two cannot exist except if its in the terms of eliminating three or more in the negative or positive, deficit or excess... Two and one can coexist and not be three.. How insane is this? The only two numbers that can coexist without depending on the existence of another are one and zero, but that is only if we can prove the concept of zero being a number or existent.
Math is cut and dry. The bottom line is, if I remember the rules I will be fine.
So in class this week I brushed up on some things that I learned close to twenty years ago. I'm feeling pretty confident. I walked into the classroom around 5:45 and waited for class to begin at 6:00. I took a seat front and center. I was the lone ranger. Everyone sat behind me. My full attention was on Professor Mourning-Taylor, the board and my note taking. I am the Courtney Huff in this class. Unlike English Composition 100, I had to purchase a book for this class. One hundred and sixty dollars later, and I am ready to be the next John Nash... Aside from the whole schizophrenia thing.
Being off from school for a month was a nice break. My family and I had a great Christmas holiday. I even wrote a little piece about Christmas. I had aspirations of writing columns for news papers over my break, but I didn't do shit. I got lazy. It's okay to take breaks, but I gotta get my ass in gear. I started to write a piece comparing Blockbuster Video to Netflix. I like the idea and need to find time to finish it. I wrote a comic stand up piece about selling my testicles for sixty thousand dollars. No, I didn't sell my nuts... because that would be... well... nuts.
I sat on the couch and played video games with my 3-year-old son Arthur for a month. He's actually become very good at playing video games. It's quite impressive, but it worries me. I don't want him to lose interest in learning. I've been working with my 2-year-old son Simon on memorizing words. To my surprise, while in the supermarket, He pointed at a sign that read "eggs" and he sure as hell said "EGGS!" He did the same when he saw signs that read "milk" and "family." My boys make me proud.