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Rated: E · Book · Experience · #2354129

My journey through life picking up the best lessons I could and continuing to do so.

#1107437 added February 3, 2026 at 11:42am
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any single child. I waited for the day to dawn so I could go to class with bag and books. Meeting friends and playing before the teacher arrived was a kind of preamble to class work. I have thoroughly enjoyed my school life, except for Math. Now, that was a nightmare in broad day light. Never could get to the core of the subject. Even the teachers looked grim to my childhood eyes.

Just as a bud opens up after being nurtured sufficiently, I started to unfold as personality evolved. In the beginning there were no strong emotions. Just taking things as they come and forget them later. No past to dwell on nor future to think of, just living in the present. As thinking developed I started enjoying particular kind of math, which had theorems like Pythagoras or geometry. Algebra was another matter. But the general Math was tough.

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