A Thank You
There are people in your life who will tear you down. If you're lucky, someone will come along and build you back up. I was lucky. I had the same math teacher for grades six through eight. She didn't like me. She didn't hide the fact that she didn't like me. Frankly, I'm sure I was an annoying know-it-all. And math was not my favorite subject. Not that it will come as a shock to anyone who knows me now, but I used to rush through to get it done. In doing so, I tended to make careless mistakes. So, I was not a favorite of my math teacher. But it was, on a day I remember with so much clarity, that she sort of ruined me. She said to me, in front of my whole class that I "would never accomplish anything and would never amount to anything." Nice thing to tell your student. Not surprisingly, I lost all confidence in my math ability. Like one needs a reason to be insecure in those early teen years. Going into high school, after attending the same school...