This club was not really anything but a group of students who got to put a cutout of a hand on the back of the classroom door. I was panicking slightly as my teacher went from student to student and slowly got closer to me. I listened to one of my smart friends count to 100, was greatly impressed, and continue to listen intently as a few other classmates made it to 100. By the time my teacher reached me, I thought I had it figured out, but she was about to test my theory. Surprisingly, I did it! I was so proud of myself, but if I had failed it would have crushed me. I think this story is telling of how pressure and competition with peers motivated me throughout my education. However, I understand that for some students such competition and comparison would instead leave them feeling …show more content…
I continued on in high school with geometry, a second year of algebra, precalculus, trigonometry, and calculus. Thus far, my math courses in college have also been easy for me. My least favorite teacher was my calculus teacher, and it was not solely because of the tough subject matter. He was an engineer who took up teaching after retirement. He very simply could not teach well. He would stand in front of the board and talk through the problem at a pace that was almost impossible to follow. I always ended up scribbling down the examples and trying to find patterns of solving the problems later that night. Many times it was just too hard to do. I resorted to memorizing steps, and therefore I really cannot tell you anything about what calculus solves. On the other hand, my favorite teacher was my second year algebra teacher. He was extremely sarcastic but a great teacher, especially if you were willing to approach him and ask