:( I like simple answers. They make sense to me. In my time at school among the math teachers I had, one previously taught at university (and thus had a very different approach than what is probably suitable for math-hating teenagers), one who absolutely insisted on using the most complicated way to write things down (even while first teaching us those things so it wasn't even like I understood the basics of what we were doing because it was all just mumbo jumbo to me), one who was really nice but ultimately trying to be the cool teacher out of all the old grandpas (which ultimately led to all the boys hanging on his every word and being oh so cool because we got to call the teacher by his first name wow so great, while a lot of the girls were like IDEK WTF IS GOING ON HERE) and one "loser" teacher who couldn't teach his classes when he forgot his answer sheets (that he made himself) at home. (And two other teachers before those four, but they ultimately cared about the welfare of each student, not just the "smart" ones.)
Out of all those teachers, the only one who managed to instil a semblance of understanding in me and my friends was the "loser" guy. A lot of it probably also had to do with us being sat at group tables, four or five people each, and being able to discuss what we were doing and helping each other with the things that the others at the table couldn't do, instead of being sat at two-student desks while not being allowed to talk to each other and being told to learn everything the teacher wrote on the blackboard by heart. But then, out of everyone in the class, we were the best group table? While on our own we would've been shit and I had a 1 (like an A) in my pre-final exam (and then a 2/B in the actual final because I couldn't be bothered to study all over again, oops) instead of the 5/E that I was constantly trying to avoid with the other three (and occasionally failed to avoid). I just. We didn't much like the teacher but he made us understand what we were doing because he was just like us and he did things simple and accepted simple answers. I mean. It was ridiculous that he couldn't teach just because he forgot his answer sheet at home, but ultimately it wasn't about being hideously complicated and "smart" in your answers like with the other three. :( Idk why a lot of teachers act like they have something to prove by branding perfectly able students as incapable, just because they do their stuff in more simple ways.
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Date: 2013-05-09 01:44 pm (UTC)Out of all those teachers, the only one who managed to instil a semblance of understanding in me and my friends was the "loser" guy. A lot of it probably also had to do with us being sat at group tables, four or five people each, and being able to discuss what we were doing and helping each other with the things that the others at the table couldn't do, instead of being sat at two-student desks while not being allowed to talk to each other and being told to learn everything the teacher wrote on the blackboard by heart. But then, out of everyone in the class, we were the best group table? While on our own we would've been shit and I had a 1 (like an A) in my pre-final exam (and then a 2/B in the actual final because I couldn't be bothered to study all over again, oops) instead of the 5/E that I was constantly trying to avoid with the other three (and occasionally failed to avoid). I just. We didn't much like the teacher but he made us understand what we were doing because he was just like us and he did things simple and accepted simple answers. I mean. It was ridiculous that he couldn't teach just because he forgot his answer sheet at home, but ultimately it wasn't about being hideously complicated and "smart" in your answers like with the other three. :( Idk why a lot of teachers act like they have something to prove by branding perfectly able students as incapable, just because they do their stuff in more simple ways.