how are you and your 44-year-old muscles getting on in karate class, heh heh?
Glad you asked. We (my muscles and I) got our yellow belt tonight. We are feeling good! We can do 20 push-ups now (no, not on the knees, shame on you for doubting).
My secrets: castor oil baths (rub it on, soak in hot tub), lots of stretching, and of course: a positive attitude.
I'm going to go have a soak right now and read Joyce Carol Oates' book on boxing, or maybe the jujitsu handbook I got out of the library, or maybe The Myth of Ability, a book about awakening children's love of mathematics, but that's sort of changing the subject, but who cares, blog writing is famous for darting on to the next topic.
We have a math tutor in our lives now that we adore. She says I'm unusual. I told her: I don't give a shit about tests. I want my kids to love math, to fall in love with its aesthetic beauty, its order and mystery. Math should be fun. Do whatever you have to, but make it fun. She meets with my son and a 10-year-old girl, also homeschooled, sometimes with my son and me, or with him and my daughter and me, and we always have fun. I have learned things that I never thought about before about the most basic operations.
For example, did it ever occur to you that subtraction can be about two different things? It can be about 'taking away', as when you have 12 millet muffins and give 3 of them to a friend and are left with 9, or it can be about the distance between two things, as when you are at 59th street and have to walk 4 blocks to get to 63rd street. That really blows my mind.
Guess what? When I was learning math in grade school, it wasn't fun. Big surprise. It was dreadful. Malpractice! Really, you should be able to sue those awful institutions of anti-learning.
Lucky me, I get to have a second childhood in which I'm good at karate, I can hula hoop for longer than I ever could as a kid, I've learned to throw a frisbee thanks to tips I found on the internet, and math is finally fun.