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06-07-2011, 22:22
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Every morning at nine George would come stalking throught tje olive trees,clad in shorts,sandals,and an enormous straw hat with a frayed brim,clutching books under one arm,swinging a walking stick vigorously."Good evening.the disciple awaits the master agog with anticipation ,I trust?" he would greet me ,with a mocking smile .
In the little dining room of the villa the shutters would be closed against the sun,and in the green twilight George would lean over the table,methodically arranging the books .
"Let me see,let me see" George would murmur ,running a long forefinger down our carefully prepared timetable"yes,yes,mathematics" If I remember rightly,we were involved in the Herculean task of discovering how long it would take six men to bild a wall if three of them took a week.I seem to recall that we have spent almost as much time on this problem as the men spent on the wall .Ahh ,well ,let us prepare and do battle again.Perhaps it's the shape of the problem that worries you,eh?Let us see if we can make it more exciting?
MAKING MATHS AN EXCITING SUBJECT
He would bend over the exercise book deep in throught ,pulling at his beard.Then in his large ,clear writing he would set the problem out in a fresh way.
"If it took two caterpillars a week to eat eight leaves ,how long would four caterpillars take to eat the same number?Now,apply yourself to that"
While I struggled with the apparently insoluble problem ot the caterpillars" appetites,George would be otherwise occupied.He was at that time engaged in learning some of the local peasant dances ,for which he had a passion.So,while waiting for me to finish the sum,he would drift about the gloom of the room,practing complicated dancing-steps .He would accompany the dancing sequences with a deep and tuneless humming,like a hive of worried bees.
Tum-ti-tum-ti -tumm ...tiddle tiddle tumty dee... left leg over... three steps right...tum-ti -tum-ti -dum....back ,round ,down and up...tiddle idlle umpty dee.... he would drone like a dismal crane .
Throught all this I would be watching him,fascinated ,the exercise book lying forgotten in front of me .
Every morning at nine George would come stalking throught tje olive trees,clad in shorts,sandals,and an enormous straw hat with a frayed brim,clutching books under one arm,swinging a walking stick vigorously."Good evening.the disciple awaits the master agog with anticipation ,I trust?" he would greet me ,with a mocking smile .
In the little dining room of the villa the shutters would be closed against the sun,and in the green twilight George would lean over the table,methodically arranging the books .
"Let me see,let me see" George would murmur ,running a long forefinger down our carefully prepared timetable"yes,yes,mathematics" If I remember rightly,we were involved in the Herculean task of discovering how long it would take six men to bild a wall if three of them took a week.I seem to recall that we have spent almost as much time on this problem as the men spent on the wall .Ahh ,well ,let us prepare and do battle again.Perhaps it's the shape of the problem that worries you,eh?Let us see if we can make it more exciting?
MAKING MATHS AN EXCITING SUBJECT
He would bend over the exercise book deep in throught ,pulling at his beard.Then in his large ,clear writing he would set the problem out in a fresh way.
"If it took two caterpillars a week to eat eight leaves ,how long would four caterpillars take to eat the same number?Now,apply yourself to that"
While I struggled with the apparently insoluble problem ot the caterpillars" appetites,George would be otherwise occupied.He was at that time engaged in learning some of the local peasant dances ,for which he had a passion.So,while waiting for me to finish the sum,he would drift about the gloom of the room,practing complicated dancing-steps .He would accompany the dancing sequences with a deep and tuneless humming,like a hive of worried bees.
Tum-ti-tum-ti -tumm ...tiddle tiddle tumty dee... left leg over... three steps right...tum-ti -tum-ti -dum....back ,round ,down and up...tiddle idlle umpty dee.... he would drone like a dismal crane .
Throught all this I would be watching him,fascinated ,the exercise book lying forgotten in front of me .