Maths Teacher

Maths Teacher

A Poem by Unigoat
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I love maths. I'm good at it. To me, maths isn't boring. My new maths teacher ruined it for me. I wish I could set the genre as 'rant'.

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You have to admit
That maths is pretty cool
But it all changed for me
When I moved to high school

They don't have separate groups
For those who are smart
Or for students who need extra support
I don't really like that part

I am good at maths
As well as several others in my class
But we find our current work too easy
We finish it too fast

My maths teacher is old
She looks at least fifty
Apparently she's been around for thirty years
And she's not very nifty

At first I thought she was okay
Until I asked her for assistance
My laptop couldn't connect to the WiFi
And this was her reply:

"I'm sorry but I can't
I don't know anything about this stuff"
When she said that
I thought it was enough

"I really think that
you should know how to fix your own computer"
That was a pretty rude
Comment from a maths tutor

I got it fixed anyway
Without her. On my own
But that's not the only reason why
I dislike her, I am not alone

She expects everyone
Even those not as good
To understand everything she explains
Though several have not understood

If someone asks a question
She'll answer very briefly
She seriously needs to elaborate
The student is too iffy

She doesn't explain things well
And she's is very boring
She took the fun out of maths
And left those who are knowledgeable snoring

Some of us need challenging
Because we have done this before
Our brain needs to be exercised
We need something more

I wish I had my old teacher
She was really cool
And we had separate maths classes
At my intermediate school

I wish I could change colleges
My parents don't like some of the staff
But how can I leave my friends?
I don't want to go down that path

Or at least could I change maths teachers?
Though that idea will never pass
I remember the days when I looked forward to maths
And loved the feeling when I stepped into class

:,(

© 2015 Unigoat


Author's Note

Unigoat
I just had to put it out there.

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I love maths so this poem upset me a bit. It sucks when you get a teacher that doesn't really care all that much but that's just something you're going to have to deal with I guess. Unless you really start struggling, in which case you might need to try get transferred into another class. My advice is make friends with the maths nerds, you won't regret it ;)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Unigoat

9 Years Ago

Goodness gracious today my mum found out that she's like the assistant of the HOD of Maths!

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Added on March 8, 2015
Last Updated on March 8, 2015
Tags: maths, anger, teacher, school, rant

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Unigoat
Unigoat

Wellington, Please don't stalk me., New Zealand



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