I was bad….

….at Math when I needed to be good. I suppose I was the way I was because I did not work on the concepts I was learning. This evening my mother observed that I was good at teaching concepts to my ten year old. I wonder why I never enjoyed Math when I was her age. I had this incredible detest towards the subject. I dreaded the day they gave back corrected papers. It was the only day I hated being roll number one in the attendance records. I so hated my classmates who waited with restless anticipation to see how much they had missed scoring. I was restless too. But not for the same reasons.

I wish I am given a chance to show my math teachers at school how I have improved now.