I don't know, it was looking pretty bad there at the beginning, because the professor that they videotaped lectures of for us to watch (as an online math class) must have been sick that day or something because he was like a dead fish. And that was not flying, let me tell you. I totally rely on John and his uber peppiness and love for math. Okay, mostly I rely on his super clever ways of doing basic math that tripped me up for YEARS back in the public school system.... Yeah, I try not to dwell on those moments. The moments of learning a new way of doing something that I was supposed to learn when I was fourteen but never did and then never caught again, and I'm left thumping my head against the desk asking myself, "so, WHAT exactly was the point of going to middle school if not to learn the effective way of _______?"
So I felt wary today, when John looked so out of it. I'm pretty sure he was working off of notes, not making up problems as he went along, like he normally does. It was actually quite sad.
Oh, and I actually have no idea what his actual name is. I just call him John, as in John Doe. I peg your pardon, Professor John Doe. I felt like someone who's had such a big impact on my life should actually have a name. I mean, honestly, shouldn't introductions have been made? Truly? If I'm spending an hour a week with this guy, I feel like I should know his name. Even if they filmed this years ago, and who knows where this guy is, I feel like I should know his name.
Anyway. So I have to teach math tomorrow. And since it happens to be a lesson that nearly made me cry--- but thanks to John's nifty tricks, I was more upset and inconvienced than truly a sobbing mess--- I'm bringing a boatload of candy to teach with.
Because, as we all know: just a spoonful of sugar makes the mathematics go down.
