My Big Test

I had a problem with math when I was in third grade. I wasn’t the best person in the subject. I was afraid of the numbers. But I was able to overcome it. My parents helped me, I became more confident, and everyone around me supported me. In the end, I started to like it and enjoy it. But one incident changed the way I looked at it. I always had a struggle with math when I was younger. It was a subject that I didn’t care for and I usually just ignored it. But this “ignored subject” became more and more important and was pretty much impossible to ignore. I started falling behind and my grades were getting worse slowly. It was a “ dark time”.

I tried Kumon, but that class pretty much confused me even more. I also tried Abacus, and things were just getting better

All of the programs that were supposed to be helping me didn’t help at all. And when we had 10 minutes left, I was still on problem 6 out of 20. My eyes started to tear up. How did the “perfect A student’ come to this? This was frightening, and I was very sad coming home that day. That was the final straw. I had to do something. I talked to my dad, and he said he was going to tutor me for one day, and I could choose what I wanted to do. After one day, I loved it. It was the best thing that happened. I was so fascinated by every single formula to every decimal point. My math grades started to slowly increase. My father said something that changed the whole aspect of math for me. “Don’t fear the numbers, the numbers have to fear you,” he said. And that saying is imprinted in my head even today.

The final math test came. I was a bit nervous. I remembered what my dad said. I wrote my name and wrote down all the answers. It was so easy yet enjoyable. I aced the class, and passed the test with flying colors. I lost fear for math. I felt immensely proud. And that’s how my passion for math