Guess
what I did the other day? I figured out
the new math. Yep. That ridiculously silly stuff they are
requiring kids to learn instead of just showing them how to borrow and how to
learn what 9 plus 7 is just by knowing what 9 plus 7 is. Common Core math. Great stuff, you know.
So, I was helping Cailyn with her homework.
We usually do the math part. She
is quite the whiz at it. Problem is,
she’s like her Daddy was as a kid. She can just look
at it, you can see the wheels turning in her head as she focuses on nothingness
in outer space somewhere, and suddenly she knows the answer. And in most cases she is right. Very frustrating to the teacher who wants to
see her work, as you might imagine. I
was kind of following her on the addition
word problems. They have to find different numbers to combine to make
ten so they can put them off to the side and later add them to the rest of the
tens and then to whatever ones are left over.
About seven extra and really unnecessary steps, if you ask me. But no one asked me. When we got to the subtraction part the
fireworks started. We argued (good
naturedly, of course). I tried to show
her the old-timey way of doing it. “You
put the bigger number on top,” I began.
“No, DadDad, the little number goes first, then you go to the big
number.” She looked at me and sadly shook
her head, quite condescendingly, I might add.
She insisted that you could combine a 0 and a 5 and somehow get a
3. She circled every number she came
to. I stopped her and asked her to show
me what she was doing. She did. And I still had no idea what it was. I finally
reverted to drawing pictures. And
finally we found common ground. You
can’t argue with a picture. It was all
very confusing and quite comical, actually.
In a final fit of laughter, we just wrote down the answer. She did know it. It was just the getting there that we
disagreed on.
Later
on, when she went into the bedroom and was reading with Chris, I went online
and googled “common core subtraction.”
Took me about an hour of working along with the explanations, but I
think I understand it. At least until
they start subtracting in the hundreds …
Galatians
2:20 says, “I have been crucified with
Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the
body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.”
Father,
thank you for new learning situations.
Even if they are strange and require so many extra steps … Amen.
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