Recent comments from a friend describing anxiety that seems to freeze his attempts to understand and use a new mathematical concept have caused me to recall and dig out this old poem -- and, by recalling it, to increase my understanding of my friend.
The Math Teacher's Golf Lesson by JoAnne Growney
My practice swing was perfect -- slow start, easy
acceleration through the ball to finish high.
"Beautiful," he said. "It's time to hit a few."
I addressed a ball and settled down and swung --
and missed. "Concentrate," he said. I squinted
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Thursday, January 21, 2016
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