{"id":373,"date":"2012-03-28T22:35:29","date_gmt":"2012-03-29T03:35:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nyxity-lee.com\/blog\/?p=373"},"modified":"2012-03-28T22:35:29","modified_gmt":"2012-03-29T03:35:29","slug":"never-said-never-sent","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nyxity-lee.com\/blog\/?p=373","title":{"rendered":"Never Said, Never Sent&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t dwell on the past anymore&#8230; not like how I used to. That doesn&#8217;t mean I don&#8217;t remember briefly on occasion though. When certain memories come, I wind up having things I would like to say but never will. This is one of those. Maybe with it written down, something will be put to rest&#8230; or at least given a long break.<\/p>\n<p>Dear Gilbert,<br \/>\nI never was strong at math. In fact, no one in my family ever was. Still, like my sister I worked hard at it and wound up having you as my Calculus teacher on my junior year in high school. I heard good things about you and from the first days being in your class I knew you were a no nonsense sort of person. I liked that. Sadly, that wasn&#8217;t enough.<br \/>\nI did pretty well in the beginning. I followed along, did math problems on the board, took notes. It would be a challenging class, but I wasn&#8217;t moaning and groaning over that. I got through Algebra 1 and 11 didn&#8217;t I? No, it was when I needed help during tutoring hours did things become complicated.<br \/>\nI always tried to be a hardworking, honest student. I had my morals and have them to this day. I did my homework, I didn&#8217;t cheat, I didn&#8217;t let others cheat off me, I got my grades because I did my best \u00e2\u20ac\u201c and half the time it was beyond my best. So, no&#8230; I wasn&#8217;t interested in favors.<br \/>\nWhen I ask for help from someone I don&#8217;t know well, it means I&#8217;ve hit the last turn before giving up. I didn&#8217;t know you well. I had you for only two months at best. I thought you were cool, though. In the end, I apparently still have vague resentments to this day.<br \/>\nI came in early or perhaps in the afternoon&#8230; I cannot recall clearly. Either way, I had done everything I could to try to figure out a math problem. I had worked it out as far as I could. I went back to look at notes I made. I read lessons in the book. I was at a standstill. As said, no one in my family was ever strong at math in the higher areas, so asking the only sibling I had who even made it to Calculus wasn&#8217;t going to work \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I&#8217;m pretty sure she was away at college by then anyway. Yeah, I came in hopes to be given a push into the right direction. I didn&#8217;t even get that. Bitch.<br \/>\nI asked for your help. You told me to try again. Well, I already tried again, but if you don&#8217;t even know how to start, it is kind of impossible. I tried to explain that to you. Maybe you thought I was being another lazy teenager who doesn&#8217;t even try. I try to humor you, but I&#8217;m still at a standstill. You tell me to keep trying. I tell you I have been. I even go into explaining to you all I&#8217;ve done up to this point. I tell you I am not the sort to ask for help until I&#8217;m at the end of my rope. You give the same damn answer. Fuck you!<br \/>\nYour just as bad as the Honors English teacher I had the year before who didn&#8217;t listen to my question at all and automatically assumed I was an idiot who needed the basics to be told to her all over again really slowly. Bullshit!<br \/>\nI try to be patient, I do all my work on my own, I humor them when they are telling m things I already know&#8230; how the bloody hell am I supposed to get anywhere when the damn teachers won&#8217;t listen to the real problem? How is anyone supposed to learn anything when he or she isn&#8217;t even taught how to get the first foot through the door?<br \/>\nIt is like there is a person choking with two others in the room. There is someone who knows the Heimlich and there is a person who doesn&#8217;t even know what the Heimlich is. The person who knows tells the one who doesn&#8217;t know, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Do the Heimlich on him.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d The person who doesn&#8217;t know says, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don&#8217;t know what the Heimlich is.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d The other replies, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Try to do it anyway.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nIt doesn&#8217;t work!<br \/>\nEven more, do you even realize that was what you were doing? Are were you really so bent on your belief that I wasn&#8217;t trying hard enough. Trying hard was the only reason I survived middle school to high school at all. Hell, I didn&#8217;t even survive high school. I went to alternative learning and finished both my junior and senior years in two months and two weeks. I wasn&#8217;t trying hard enough, huh? Bullshit.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m still sure you are\/were a good teacher. I&#8217;m sure you&#8217;ve taught many great students who have gone on to be amazing in fields that required Calculus. I just know you were not a teacher for me or for anyone like me. I think that is the real shame here. Oh, well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t dwell on the past anymore&#8230; not like how I used to. That doesn&#8217;t mean I don&#8217;t remember briefly on occasion though. When certain memories come, I wind up having things I would like to say but never will. This is one of those. 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