6a - 3b
2(x + 4)
5x + 3 = -2
This is what my son is learning in Math class. He's only in sixth grade. At least I was in 8th grade when I had to learn Algebra. I barely passed. When I finally finished all the required math classes in school, which included absurdly enough, Algebra II, my guidance counselors wisely kept me from stepping foot inside another one.
Because I love to read and write, I did very well in English and Literature classes. But numbers and I are like oil and water, we do not get along.
My son is the opposite. English is his least favorite class but he loves math. I don't get it. I blame the husband.
Algebra is the Devil's Arithmetic. Numbers and letters mixing together. I think a, b, x, and y all need to mind their own business.
Sometimes during homework, he gets frustrated and declares, I don't understand what this means! You and me both, kid. But after a moment he 'gets it' and goes on solving the problems with ease while I'm sitting there referencing Google for help.
This all reminds me of when I was working for a company in NJ. Somehow the burden of monthly and quarterly tax filings fell on me. I told them I couldn't do it because quite plainly I sucked at math. I protested. I pleaded with them. I think I even held my breath until I turned blue.
In their defense, it wasn't that big a deal and the off-site bookkeeper taught me what to do and always looked over my work.
But still, what were they thinking? I couldn't even be trusted to make a decent cup of coffee.
I envy people who are math whizzes. Give them a numeric problem and they can do it in their heads and give you the answer. I'm the one counting on fingers and trying to remember to carry the 2. And let's just forget the x's and y's, shall we?