To My Second Grade Math Teacher,
My mom and I will never forget you and that's not a good thing. You see, I was never a naturally gifted mathematician and guess what? I never will be, nor do I really have a strong desire to be exceptional at math.
When I was in your class, I used my fingers to count for addition and subtraction to calculate the answer. It worked for me and it got that answer right. I couldn't do it your way, because my brain just didn't think the same way you did. One day, you caught me using my fingers to add and when the next parent teacher conference came around, you told my mom I was dumb and I'd never go anywhere in life because I couldn't hear. Fortunately, I wasn't in the room and I wouldn't have understands the situation at the time.
Well, guess what? That little second grader who was the worst in the class in math started taking algebra in 6th grade, algebra II by 9th grade, honors geometry Sophomore year, honors pre-calculus her junior year, and calculus her senior year. I've also taken all the mathematics I need to graduate from college. Not only did I graduate high school with highest honors, I also finished with an A average in every subject, including math!
I am thankful to be done with formal math classes from here on out, but it is the own subject that has helped me grow as a person the most due to all the adversity surrounding it.
I did it. You didn't think I could do it, but I did. Never judge the outside appearance because the hard work and indomitable spirit may surprise you!