My mother was my first critic of my first educational treatise, written when I was a senior in high school. The discourse was inspired after I had tried unsuccessfully to get transferred out of a geometry class taught by a teacher whose reputation had preceded her for years. In retrospect, she was a very bright woman who had emotional problems and spent the class talking about this, that and anything other than about geometry and left it to us to read the book, do the problems, and make presentations on the board. At that time, however, I wanted someone who taught. The math department head was more than familiar with her problems and was likely powerless to do anything about her because of union rules and tenures. When I asked for a transfer he told me that 1) I wasn’t a teacher and 2) I had only had her for three days; thus: how could I judge?
My First Educational Treatise
My First Educational Treatise
My mother was my first critic of my first educational treatise, written when I was a senior in high school. The discourse was inspired after I had tried unsuccessfully to get transferred out of a geometry class taught by a teacher whose reputation had preceded her for years. In retrospect, she was a very bright woman who had emotional problems and spent the class talking about this, that and anything other than about geometry and left it to us to read the book, do the problems, and make presentations on the board. At that time, however, I wanted someone who taught. The math department head was more than familiar with her problems and was likely powerless to do anything about her because of union rules and tenures. When I asked for a transfer he told me that 1) I wasn’t a teacher and 2) I had only had her for three days; thus: how could I judge?