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Mathematics used to be called Arithmetic.
I was the last one to know they had renamed it.
I was in sixth grade, and furious when I discovered no one had told me.
Addition. Okay. No problem.

Subtraction. A bit trickier, more of a stretch, but doable.
Multiplication. For some reason, I adored it! 
And word problems. Oh ,yes, more please!  Loved them.
Division. Not so excited; they took too long and remainders seemed dumb.

Pre-algebra. X plus three equals 5. Okay, that one’s easy but then you 
add all those parenthesis and more and more letters, and it gets crazy.
Geometry was a foreign language I simply did not want to ever see again.
I did not understand any of it, and would like to never speak of it again.

Statistics. I had to pass it to graduate with my degree.  Just choke me now.
And choke me hard enough that I do not have to do it tomorrow. 
I knew I would never use it, and guess what? I never have.

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