Math Portfolio
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Problem of the Week 2
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Meadows and Malls
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Problem of the Week 4
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Reflection.
Math was a geist that insisted upon laying claim on to my time, mental fortitude, and and all and all my patience. Since the Greeks and the Arabs started slicing into the topic making books that would travel the silk road into the Balkans and Europe or into China where it was picked up by various writers and or schizophrenics. The divide between insanity and the intellectual pursuit was extremely thin, almost bridging the gap between themselves, writing specifically exemplifies this, think the geniuses such as Wallace and Hemingway. But in the end the sun also rises, intellectual pursuits no matter what type deepens the other gap, the one that makes us animals or Dim. We made nuclear power and destruction, we made pharmaceuticals that heal and lead to overdose, and we made writing that leads to morals and authoritarianism. We are so far from god let edging on his territory.
How did I grow as a mathematician this year though? What I want to start this off with is an introduction to my background in mathematics from all my years in high school. I started math in a large public inner city high school. The papers were handed out and the teacher instructed people on how to get through the problems, practice was then issued and finished, and then a larger assignment i.e a test or a project was handed out. It was straightforward and I cannot put any blame on the teacher for not putting much time and effort into a single student due to them having many, is this some sort of stockholm syndrome? Who knows. Then I moved and was introduced to the animas way of doing things, trial and error, project based, constant questions to peers and instructors. Needless to say this was alien to me and my traditional view of learning, and this leads into a major part of how I grew as a mathematician. I learned that to be successful in class I would have to ask people questions on how to do certain things for once I did not have a textbook to read out of if I became confused. This of course was a blessing and a curse because I can have a hard time talking to people and at times I wished that I had that textbook. But, in the end I came out better than before and I have decided to push myself to try harder things like calculus even though math is not my strongest subject.
I also started to look at math in a different way, as if it wasn’t something with concrete processes and that there were other ways to solve it. This was hard and even now when attempting to solve the problem I rack my brain trying to figure out the right way of doing it and never experiment with different ways. I understand that this is a fault that I need to work on but who is without faults. I put in effort and got results and I believe that is all people can ask for. There were times where I got frustrated and held to demonstrate constraint from losing it and I did it effortlessly. The times of true problems had nothing to do with anger but with burnout, the feeling of being tired and not wanting to do anything. I got cynical and overly-sarcastic but I worked through it and demonstrated that I could regulate my time and emotions. At this time (the time of writing) I just want to have my break.
My growth as an osprey on the other hand, I can’t really speak to. I was as nice as required to humor people, and I am proud that I haven’t always been the greatest person. I am proud that I made good relationships with the people around me. I am glad that I learned how to ask for help in a variety of ways. I am proud that I have done these things because previously I was unable to do these things, it may seem simple but to a person like myself it's a big thing. I am proud to say that I am proud. I hope eventually I can stop being so cynical, that’s the next goal. It’s a good goal.
How did I grow as a mathematician this year though? What I want to start this off with is an introduction to my background in mathematics from all my years in high school. I started math in a large public inner city high school. The papers were handed out and the teacher instructed people on how to get through the problems, practice was then issued and finished, and then a larger assignment i.e a test or a project was handed out. It was straightforward and I cannot put any blame on the teacher for not putting much time and effort into a single student due to them having many, is this some sort of stockholm syndrome? Who knows. Then I moved and was introduced to the animas way of doing things, trial and error, project based, constant questions to peers and instructors. Needless to say this was alien to me and my traditional view of learning, and this leads into a major part of how I grew as a mathematician. I learned that to be successful in class I would have to ask people questions on how to do certain things for once I did not have a textbook to read out of if I became confused. This of course was a blessing and a curse because I can have a hard time talking to people and at times I wished that I had that textbook. But, in the end I came out better than before and I have decided to push myself to try harder things like calculus even though math is not my strongest subject.
I also started to look at math in a different way, as if it wasn’t something with concrete processes and that there were other ways to solve it. This was hard and even now when attempting to solve the problem I rack my brain trying to figure out the right way of doing it and never experiment with different ways. I understand that this is a fault that I need to work on but who is without faults. I put in effort and got results and I believe that is all people can ask for. There were times where I got frustrated and held to demonstrate constraint from losing it and I did it effortlessly. The times of true problems had nothing to do with anger but with burnout, the feeling of being tired and not wanting to do anything. I got cynical and overly-sarcastic but I worked through it and demonstrated that I could regulate my time and emotions. At this time (the time of writing) I just want to have my break.
My growth as an osprey on the other hand, I can’t really speak to. I was as nice as required to humor people, and I am proud that I haven’t always been the greatest person. I am proud that I made good relationships with the people around me. I am glad that I learned how to ask for help in a variety of ways. I am proud that I have done these things because previously I was unable to do these things, it may seem simple but to a person like myself it's a big thing. I am proud to say that I am proud. I hope eventually I can stop being so cynical, that’s the next goal. It’s a good goal.