math professors
I was going through some old papers and found a math exam. The professor of this intro-level class would assign simple homework from the textbook and spend class time doing chalkboard proofs requiring a high level of synthesis, without bridging the gap. And his handwriting bordered on unintelligible. His (handwritten) exams were similarly out of touch. On this particular exam, I gave up, noting that this topic hadn't been covered in our homework exercises, next to which he scrawled, "You just did not do it. You need to learn how to read math."
It's amazing how infuriating I still find this, despite the eventual validation I acquired by resorting to the math department head in order to get independent grading.
I suppose that speaks to the insecurity I felt (and still feel) in regards to math, nurtured by a competitive environment present even in my romantic relationships and distant teachers from whom I felt only negative pressure.
It's amazing how infuriating I still find this, despite the eventual validation I acquired by resorting to the math department head in order to get independent grading.
I suppose that speaks to the insecurity I felt (and still feel) in regards to math, nurtured by a competitive environment present even in my romantic relationships and distant teachers from whom I felt only negative pressure.