THE MATH DUNCE (SHORT STORIES)
That year, in the
local school, there was a new Math teacher, as well as some new pupils. One of
the new kids was the stupidest child anyone had never seen. It made no
difference how quickly or how slowly they tried explaining numbers to him, he would
always end up saying something enormously dumb. Like two plus two was five, seven
times three was twenty seven, or a triangle had thirty corners.
Before this boy
arrived, Maths lessons had been the most boring of all. Now they were great
fun. Encourage by the new teacher, the children would listen to the pieces of
nonsense spouted by the new kid, and they would have to correct his mistakes.
They all wanted to
be the first to find his mistake, and then think up the most original ways to
explain them. To do this they used all kinds of stuff, sweets, playing cards,
oranges, paper planes.
It didn’t seem like
any of this bothered the new kid.
However, little
Lewis was sure that it was bound to make him feel sad inside.
So, one day, he decided
to follow the new kid home after school. Lewis was sure he would see him
crying.
One leaving school,
the new kid walked a few minutes to a local park, and there he wanted for a
while, until someone came along to meet him.
It was the new
teacher.
The teacher gave the
new kid a hug, and off they went, hand in hand. Following from a distance,
Lewis could hear they were talking about Math.
And that stupid new
kid everything about him, much more than anyone in the class!
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