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1987 – That’s the last time I took a math class. It wasn’t the hard kind either. I took the easy way out and settled on Consumer Math during the last years I was in high school. I thought that mixing the alphabet into math equations seemed a little silly, especially when I considered the problem solving skills I would need for the real world…and so I learned to balance a check book and figure out the better deal based on cost per ounce instead.
Fast forward a quarter of a century (OUCH) and visualize me sitting in an Algebra class at my local junior college, surrounded by classmates who weren’t even born yet when I sat in that Consumer Math class a lifetime ago. When the term first started, my math teacher made a deal with us; get an A average on the first four tests and you won’t have to take the final, and so that’s what I decided I’d do. Guess what? I did. It was hard – SO hard. I studied a lot…I prayed a lot too, especially right before each of the four tests.
I received my email yesterday morning. It simply said:
Donna,
You are exempt from the final. You don’t have to return to class on Monday unless you want to listen to my ramblings. Good luck in 095.
Phil
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest! I really wasn’t sure about that last test – it was really tough. I jumped to my feet, letting out a joyful (and very loud) cheer for myself. My two maniac midgets, who were sitting on either side of me when I read the email, followed suit – both of them jumping to their little feet and letting out yells of their own. They didn’t hesitate to continue after me, completely clueless but still excited to be acting so silly, as we three ran circles through our living room, dining room, kitchen, family room, down the hallway, again and again in the same loop, hollering at the top of our lungs and clapping our hands.
I have to say – that alone was worth all the time and brain energy I put into studying this term (but I’m really glad I don’t have to take that final)!
Thank You, Lord!
