Lesson II: Learning is Painful
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Lesson II: Learning is Painful
As I mentioned before, I don't remember many things from my first years of life, well maybe one thing; blows, my screams and my mother's insults. She was not a very naughty girl, I was told. I was quiet, calm and very religious with my studies. So much so that every day I got up at 5 in the morning to get ready and wait for the school bus on the corner of my house. Maybe I was 5 when I entered first grade or I was about to turn 6 — I'm not really sure — when we were assigned homework with tedious memorization of the alphabet and multiplication tables, if I'm honest I'll say that math is not something that I would choose about language and literature. I get along better with letters than numbers. What to say? Learning hurts and yes, literally. Learning and memorizing the multiplication tables was the most terrible thing that happened in my first years of school.
After a few knuckle bruises and a few tears I did it. To this day I remember every multiplication table.
Of course I will never forget them.
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