Math is a subject that many people struggle with and I could never see why because for me it’s just a subject that is pure and its main objective is just to look for an answer, something which we can relate to. Starting school I didn’t see the point of attending or what was it offering, that is until a question that shed me a new meaning to my life, a vivid memory that I’ll never forget . A simple question that my first grade teacher asked “what is 12+12” the whole class knew that we still hadn’t learned how to add 2 digit numbers so you can imagine how scared we were when we heard the first 12, still with no thinking or hesitation knowing that it would be correct i answered 24, it was like a reflex not even giving the others time to think it; instinct had begged me to say it. After that I started to realize that I was good at math and every time we studied math I was never shy nor quiet all my flaws just faded, I had tasted to what me was life and I needed more of it so I longed to be the best at it from there on out. Starting high school I was put in a non honors math class and I had to show that I deserved more than that and I did my best so that I could see the distance between me and the best in the school. Sophomore year I was put in the honors math class at first I was so intimidated thinking the students were smarter than me but I excelled and I became the best, competition drove me. After that I thought it would always be just like that and that becoming
