All my life I have believed that someone is out to get me. Most of the times I used to think it’s God or my mother, but when I started university I realized there is more to it then I think.
The suspicion started in school around 2nd grade. We were made to learn tables, multiplication, division, subtraction, and all that. After excruciating ourselves through cramming those numbers for two years we were handed calculators. I remember when I was told the functions of the calculator and what all it can do I was dumbstruck. I don’t quite remember what I had said but if a similar situation takes place today I would say something like, “Are you kidding me? Is this some kinda joke? Why didn’t you give me this two years back. Am I on some kinda reality show? ” But I believe at that time I was just surprised and blessed that such a thing exists and that we don’t have to cram those hideous numbers anymore.
As we started using calculators in the class math seemed much fun and unproblematic but there was a twist to our excitement. We were NOT allowed to use calculators in the exams. Now how ridiculous is that? But at that tender age I did not confront my opinions but instead I choose not to learn anymore (I wonder if standing outside the math class every other day has something to do with this?).
Time passed and we progressed towards using scientific calculators and then came computers. What bothers me is that these gadgets were never introduced to us at the time we needed them the most (for example, Texas instruments were not introduced to us when we had to find the sin/tan value from the log table). Not that they didn’t exist the time of our need but our parents and smartass teachers didn’t feel we needed them. Instead they wanted our grey cells running all the time. They rather let us scratch our brains and then introduce these wonderful gadgets when their use was not much of a use to us.
It never stopped. This continued through middle school, high school, grad school. When I took admission in the university I thought I am not going to fall for this again. So I asked my folks …”so what is it going to be this time?” They mardly smiled and walked away. I guess I’ll get the answer after two years. I wonder this conspiracy was just against me or there are more sufferers.