Math Class Reflection

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At an early age, I knew that I had a unique fervor for mathematical problems. I can remember back to when I was doing multiplication problems my mother had given me with sidewalk chalk, to first grade when I was asked to start reading the flashcards with simple arithmetic problems because I kept beating all the other students, and to the plane ride to Florida when I practiced long division problems. It was clear that I enjoyed mathematics as a child, and I continue to retain an intrinsic love for this wonderful and extraordinary science. However, my mathematical ability was not fully developed until I had the privilege of being taught by a quite outstanding teacher: Luke Beall. Let me preface this essay by stating that a vast majority of the experiences I share will not touch upon mathematics directly but instead will show how the class’ dynamic shaped me as a person and as a student of mathematics. Now, my first high school math class was Algebra II with Mr. Beall, and at the time he seemed like a fun teacher. I was in a class with almost exclusively sophomores and upperclassmen, the first class I had ever been …show more content…

This enjoyment went to a whole new level though after he respected each student’s ability to succeed in mathematics. Our grade, specifically a group of about thirty very intelligent students out of 140, was exceptional, a fact known throughout the school district. We were extremely driven to succeed while maintaining well-roundedness. Because of this, he began to treat us more adult-like and gave us ample freedom. I can remember coming to his class after lunch every day and the TA, Mikey B as we called him, my friend JT and I would play card games during his lectures. Since we already knew a majority of the subject-matter and did very well in the class, he did not mind at all, and on occasion, he joined in with us. That semester, I learned how to play Egyptian Rat Slap and

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