1. Peak Experience
I suppose that to talk about the what is perhaps the greatest joy brought to me by math, we would have to go back to when I was in the second grade. My parents instilled the importance of education in me from a very early age. My job was to make good grades, so I could get into a good college, and in turn get a good job. I went to St. John's Episcopal School and we used to take timed math tests on these things called, "Holy Cards." They actually were shaped like a birthday card and had rows of holes all the way through them; they had simple computation math problems on top and what you did was put a piece of paper between the card and answer all the questions, front and back, before the two minutes timer went off. I cannot remember whether I did both the addition and subtraction cards or the multiplication and division cards, but I did get a hundred on both of them one day. Quite a feat as a little tike. I was ecstatic, I begged the teacher to let me call my dad and tell him I had achieved perfection. The teacher didn't let me, the wench, but I will forever remember the overwhelming joy I felt that day.
2. Nadir Experience
I would have to say my worst experience with math would be when I failed my first math class, which was in college. Technically it was a D, but I had to retake it to continue the progression. I took it again and got a B, at the time it was devastating for me. At that time as a student I did not reach out and go to office hours, not that I really do now, but in those types of large impersonal classes you need to get your face in their and you need to get help if you are struggling. I have always been to prideful in my mathematical abilities, and it took a while but fall I did, and hard. I was going through other things in my life at the time, and the one of the few constants in my life was no more. I got over it but it was not good for my view of math.
3. Turning Point
I think that my turning point was a slow and wide turn that really started my freshman year in high school. I coasted through every math class I had ever taken and got a 790 on my PSAT math, ( I think I got a 760 or 780 on the real thing). I was in and AP Calculus class with some of my friends and I didn't like the teacher and I did my coasting/sleeping through lecture and half-assing homework. I ended up getting a 2 on the AP test at the end of the year (3 is passing). It was never really the same after that. I went into college as an Applied Mathematics major, but my heart wasn't in it. I realized I did not want to do something as trivial as crunching numbers in a cubicle for fifty years. I would of probably shot myself. That turn led to several more turns, which led me to where I am today.
4. Other Important Scenes.
I was really proud of my SAT scores, but at the same time gave myself [a hard time] for not achieving perfection, for missing that one smart question. I wish I could call it stupid, but that would just be ignorant. I also had multiple years with math class averages at or over a 100. (Elementary, Middle, and High).
5. Greatest Challenge
I would have to say either the college calculus course I mentioned above. I wish it was something I succeeded at but realistically, it doesn't get more basic than this. It was just me and the material, I didn't bother going to a majority of the lectures and definitely didn't go to any office hours or TA sessions. I missed so much class time that when I showed up for one of the tests, I asked who the guy up front administering the test was. Her reply, "That is the professor, our old one passed away." My response, "What happened did he get in a car accident or something?" Her response with a look of disgust, "No, he died of cancer." That gives you a timeframe for how long I had been away from class. It was my superior intellect versus the test, just like it had been nearly my whole career and the test beat my ass. Serves me right.
6. Special Education Teacher
I want to be a special education teacher, because I have experienced secondhand (my brother, Blake) how terrible some of them are out there. Those kids deserve better. In my opinion it takes nothing but the very best teachers to meaningfully teach kids in special ed. I am not the best, but I can tell you what. If I have learned anything from math (my greatest challenge) it is that to be the best you have to work hard, you have to put in the time, and you have to ask questions. I seek knowledge now more than ever before, because it is something meaningful and something I am passionate about.