This summer’s math class taught me a lot of things. The main one is that I shouldn’t complain. Complaining only wastes valuable time that could be spent practicing math. Math after all is a large part practicing formulas and making sure you carefully follow all the steps needed in order to solve the problem that you are working on.
Which begs the question, “is there enough time to learn, practice and retain sixteen weeks worth of material in eight weeks time?”
All I have to say is that I will never take a summer class again if I can help it, and that the response, “thats just how summer classes are,” is not a good one and does not make a stupid situation right or good. I am reminded of a saying that was often floated back east in the Carpenters Union . . . When asking how things were going, the reply was often, “Oh you know, trying to pour ten gallons of shit into a five gallon bucket.”
Thats how I feel about the way I was taught math this summer, if you will allow me to be so bold as to call that teaching.