Today's guest post is from a young mom named Lisa Ruiter, who happens to be in my local Writer's Circle. "Ten Minutes of Math" models an important moment. When she let go of "should-ing" on herself, her mind was free to pay attention to a young "teacher" who inspired her. She walked just a little lighter that day, and she shared it with our writing group.
by Lisa Ruiter
Each Tuesday and Thursday morning, I volunteer in the office at my daughter’s school. Yesterday, a teacher associate for the 4th grade room was gone, so the principal asked me to fill in by helping students with math for just 10 minutes. Fearing trouble, I hoped I could swing 10 minutes.
The teacher smiled at me as I entered the room, handed me the answer book, and reassured me, “You just need to oversee five 4th graders while they figure out their math problems.”
Moments after sitting at the small oblong table with the students, a boy asked me,” How do I figure M in question 10?” It was written something like 3 x M = 180 + ____. All the answer book gave me was the number 90, and I didn’t know how M could be 90.
I couldn’t remember how to calculate problems with letters—besides, I never liked math in school. I asked the student as many questions as I could in hopes he would figure out M on his own. Exhausted, I finally confessed, “I have no idea how to do the problem but the answer is 90!”
The answer was not good enough for this 4th grader. “But, I still don’t know how to figure out what M is,” the boy replied. Having great pity on me, the student sitting next to him taught the boy how to calculate M. When I was a kid, all I cared about was getting the right answer! I guess things have changed. The 10 minutes were finally up, so I happily returned to the school office where I found out I gave the answer to one of the brightest boys in school. I guess I don’t have to worry about volunteering in the classroom again!
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