Fictional Crush Meme Redux

[rj_anderson]

I just went and looked at lizbee's page and discovered that she'd included TV, movie and comics characters, too. Well, then:

- The Fifth Doctor
- Mirth, and Sean Knight (but especially Mirth), from Matt Wagner's Mage: The Hero Discovered
- Jamie, from Truly, Madly, Deeply

And back on the literary side, I know who I forgot:

- Mr. Knightley, from Jane Austen's Emma

Duh, how could I have forgotten him?

Comments

Numbers and letters

[(Anonymous)]

"I never did well at math because I resent numbers for not being letters. Only algebra is worse, because the numbers have the nerve to pretend they're letters just to throw you off..."

It's strange. I've always disliked math, even when I could *do* it. In first grade we had a paperback math book called Mathematics We Need. I distinctly remember crossing out "Need" on the cover and writing in "Hate" so this feeling of mine has been around for a while.

The thing is, I could do math as long as only numbers were involved--I didn't like it but I could do it. But I remember a day in seventh grade when the teacher was introducing us to pre-algebra. It was the first time I'd ever seen equations with numbers and letters . . . and to this day I can remember a cold feeling of panic and the sensation that a door had just closed in my mind. SLAM. It was as if I knew instantly that I'd never, ever be able to do this. The memory is so vivid that I can even remember how the classroom smelled at that moment.

Ninth grade algebra was an exercise in futility. Some parts were better than others, but it was mostly a waste of time for me and for the teacher; I simply couldn't do it and didn't know why I couldn't do it. And the thing I hated most: the teacher would explain a concept and demonstrate with some problems, and it would be clear in the classroom--but when I got home and tried to do my homework, POOF. All understanding had vanished. I'm not convinced that any attempts at "context" for those equations would have helped me one whit.

The one and only teacher who ever made it remotely understandable or palatable to me was one in college. One thing she did NOT do was send people to the chalkboard alone to work problems and be humiliated before the whole class, and for that I'll always be grateful. But even though I did better with her, I still remember next to nothing of what I managed to learn there. Is it any wonder I equate suffering with algebra?

Also, did anyone else have the experience of being lousy at algebra but good at geometry? It seems this happens quite frequently--if you do well at one you do poorly at the other. In tenth grade my math difficulties disappeared for a time and I raced through geometry--probably the easiest year of math I ever had. Wonder why? I seem to remember that I could actually see some uses for geometry, and a lot of it had to do with simply memorizing principles and seeing how to apply them in a proof. Memorizing was something I could do, at least.

Hmmm, Rebecca, this seems to be my thread for rambling quite a bit . . . ;-)
Mary Anne

Re: Numbers and letters

[rj-anderson.livejournal.com]

I was lousy at algebra but good at geometry and trig. Go figure.