Time for Dividing

I was in the third grade. It was time to divide. With an orange graph paper and pencil in my hand I thought that was the last of my learning. I remember sitting there with a bland expression. For the first time I couldnt jump over this hurdle. With a dad as a teacher and mom in accounting, how can their only born not make her way through math? Then it hit me. The combinations of operations joining forces to create a simple answer bewildered me! It was then that I questioned math. Why did it work that way? How was it possible? I was grasping a new language. One that had challenged me at first, but then became a part of me; a language I learned and began to advocate. My mom was never fascinated by numbers. They disgusted her and gave her migraines. She rather combined substances then liked terms. Yet she ended in accounting. Ironically watching her fuss gave me the incentive of wanting to explore math much more. I remembered my mom printing worksheets for me. I hated it. Exploring the techniques was only fascinating in class. It was being in that environment that made me feel superior. I knew something at a greater understanding. I felt like a cure to those condemned; yet not haughty. It wasnt till middle school and high school I took hold of what I pos sessed. Constantly asking why? was my motto. Getting hold of a simple concept and making it complex, thats me. Exploring the factors of math pushed my boundaries. I became less diffident. No question asked was too dumb. Discovering why and applying was my main focus. Not only did this help me, but I helped others. It came easy. I knew what to do and I knew how to do it. It was just numbers and I making sense together. I often cheat my brain into loving something; to feel admiration and a reason to continue my exploration. Not here though. I will strive and continue my exploration. The experience of exploring has become a lifestyle; an experience that I will advocate with friends and especially family. This Latin girl from the city will neglect to fail, why? Because if I can help and better myself first, understand the logic. I can help others see it too.