Maths can be a difficult subject and I think it's a pretty safe bet that it has caused most of us problems at one time or other, more often than we'd like to admit. Maths can be hard and abstract and downright dry. Who wants to do maths? To be honest many of us would rather not if we don't have to.
I remember being five years old and doing my first sum. I had already learnt to count and write numbers in sequence, and they made sense to me in terms of finding out the number of things. But when the teacher wrote 5 + 2 = ? she may have written a load of symbols on the board. Why was she writing the two after the five, surely it can before two? What were those two little lines, one above the other. And even if I could do this sum, what was the point of it? Yes, what was the point?? I could, of course see the point of reading - words made up stories and reading stories was fun. Somehow I liked words more than those devilish little numbers.
Later I did, somehow, learn to do maths - addition, subtraction, multiplication, long multiplication (eventually, and after bursting into tears repeatedly in frustration) but I have particularly horrific memories of trying to learn the time and this will be the subject of my next blog.
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