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Billy loomis x black!reader pleaseeee! I want all the 90s vibes from this. A good opposites trope. It’s no pressure at all.

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warnings: smut ofc!, opposites trope, unprotected sex, oral!fem!receiving, and pet names (baby).

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Written: May 20th, 2025- May 24th, 2025

Published: May 24th, 2025

Summary: Billy needs help with history.

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It was fourth period and our teacher was currently handing back our U.S. History final. The paper landed on my desk and was marked with an “A” in bold red. Yes! I’m so close to passing this semester with all A’s. The bell rang as I was now gathering all of my items and neatly placing them in my pink Michael Kors tote bag. I swung my bag over my shoulder as I felt someone tap my back.

Who the fuck?! I quickly turned around, startled at who it was. Billy Loomis. Why was he this close to me? “Hey, Y/N.” Billy said. I hated the way how his words rolled of his tongue so smoothly and how good he looked. I ignored him and walked started walking out the class room and heading to my next class but he was right behind me, following me. “So you’re just gonna ignore me?” He questioned as he was now walking next to me. I rolled my eyes before speaking up. “I don’t have time for your bull, Billy!” I groaned as I kept walking.

“Would you just stop and listen to me?!” He desperately asked as we were now rounding the corner of the hallway but I kept walking. Truth is, I didn’t like Billy. He’s such an asshole, he’s been like this since 5th grade. I know it sounds dramatic that I’m holding a grudge since 5th grade but he quite literally embarrassed me! He poured milk on my Afro because he thought I would turn into “chocolate milk.” He ruined my shoes too! Other stuff has also built over the years with him terrorizing me. It was Sophomore year and I was leaving cheer practice early, I was hitting the showers while all the other girls where in the gym working out. I hopped out the shower to find my clothes missing, even my water bottle.

His reasoning for doing this to me was because I didn’t help on our algebra final. I was so pissed off that I just cried to myself. It’s not like I can fight him or anything, he’s much stronger than me.

Billy was a popular guy in the school, was also captain of the basketball team. He was literally a jock.

I tried to walk away but he pushed me against the lockers with his whole body blocking me from moving and his arm on one side of my head. My eyes widened before I could speak. I was just in such shock that he would even do something like this.

“I’m trying to ask you something but you’re making this very difficult.” He stated. His tone was very stern, so he definitely had my attention now. “I’m flunking U.S. History right now and I need your help..a “C” is all I need.” He finished as he now moved his arm away from me.

I rolled my eyes before responding to him. “And why should I help you?” I said with a bit of an attitude. Billy sighed before speaking up. “Because if I don’t pass this class then I can’t play in the Championship Game.” He explained. I scoffed before I spoke again. “And why should I give a damn? I don’t care for no basketball.” I laughed as he groaned to himself.

“Please Y/N. After this I swear I won’t bother you ever again!” He begged as I pretended to think about my decision. “Hmm..how about..no!” I chuckled as I moved from the lockers and began walking to my next class. After all the shit he’s put me through since elementary? Absolutely not! I mean sure he’s..pretty good looking, smells good, and- I need to stop. He can be handsome and annoying at the same time.

But for now, Billy Loomis is NOT my problem to worry about.

I was now at home, freshly showered and just finished putting on my lotion and perfume. I was also done with my skincare so my skin was nice and glowy. I’ve been getting some tips from all those vogue magazines.

I eventually finished up on this book I was reading and tidied up my room a bit. As I got done vacuuming I heard my window creaking, it must’ve been the wind so I ignored it. The sound happened again and I couldn’t ignore it this time. I walked over to my window and saw Billy fucking Loomis on the roof in front of my window. I opened my window up and immediately started fussing at him. “What the fuck are you doing at my house?! And how the fuck do you know my address?!” I shouted as he climbed into my room.

“Shhh!” Keep your voice down, your parents are home.” Billy shushed me with his finger on my lips but I quickly slapped his finger away. “Don’t shush me! And how do you know my parents are home?!” I whisper shouted. Billy looked at me with the most blank face ever. “Because I see two cars in the driveway…” he explained as I let out a low “ oh.”

“But that doesn’t explain what you’re doing in my house!” I whined. He grabbed my pink teddy bear off my bed and started playing with it. “You still sleep with teddy bears?” He teased as he now laid on my bed. My eyes widened before I tried to snatch it from him but he hurried and moved his arm with made me fall into his lap, laying across on it. “Billy! Give it back!” I begged. I now sat up, reaching above his head trying to grab the bear but one of his hands pulled me back down onto his lap.

“You tutor me and you’ll get your bear back.” He stated as I rolled my eyes. I’m so sick of this boy. “Fine!” I groaned as I got off his lap and walked over to my desk. “Your room is so fucking pink and girly.” He complain as he was looking at all my trinkets in my room. “Would you shut up!” I sighed. He’s really starting to get on my nerves. I started digging in my bag for some of my History notes to help him. I was humming to myself trying to find which unit of notes would help him best as I heard chuckle to himself. I quickly turned around and saw him holding one of the books I was reading..lets just say its very erotic.

“I knew this whole innocent good girl act was fake!” He laughed as I snatched the book from his hands. “Why are you going through my things?!” I whisper shouted before placing the book back on my shelf. “Where on earth do you even find those kind of books?” He teased. “None of your business! Do you want help with History or not?” I asked as he threw his hands up in surrender. “Relax you little freak.” He joked as I threw a pillow at his head.

Billy eventually calmed down and we were now both settled down on my bed. I was actually having a good time, “No Scrubs” was playing on cute pink vinyl record I just bought the other day and I brought us some snacks to eat while we work. I leaned over the bed to grab a grape since Billy was practically hogging them. When I was leaning over I completely forgot I have a lose night gown on and the dress sort of slipped down, showing Billy my nipples. Shit! “I’m sorry.” I whispered. This is so embarrassing. “I don’t mind.” He smirked. Is he flirting with me? I felt my whole body get hot and tingly.

“Um-So what causes led to the Civil War?” I nervously asked. I tried to hurry and change the subject, I don’t wanna stay on that topic any longer. “How long did it take you to get these done?” He asked, referring to my micro braids. “A whole day.” I answered as his eyes widened. “You have a lot of patience.” He responded before popping another grape into his mouth. “Yeah.” I sighed.

“Ya know…we don’t have to study anymore, I think I got everything down.” Billy lowly said as scooted closer to me. I felt goosebumps crawl up my skin, he’s this close to me on my bed. “Uh-Yeah it’s getting pretty late and you should maybe head home, it is a school night.” I said while getting off the bed but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back on the bed. “What are you doing?” I asked, completely confused on what he was doing. Billy then grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a kiss. Our lips moved in sync and it just felt..right. His other hand started slowly sliding up my night gown as I let out a moan which led to his tongue deepening into my mouth. We both made out for a couple of more minutes until he flipped me on my back.

I let out a gasp before he placed his lips back on me but I then pushed him off. “Whats wrong?” Billy asked with a concerned look. I rubbed my temples for responding. “Billy we can’t I-I’m supposed to be tutoring you, not sleeping with you.” I explained. “C’mon, maybe you can relax now, you always have a stick up your ass.” He joked which made my slap his arm. “Geez, I was kidding.” He said as he rubbed the spot I slapped.

I sighed as I moved my knees up to my chest. “Look, I know I haven’t been the nicest person to you but..I like you Y/N.” Billy expressed. My eyes widened with shock. Did I hear that right? “My actions have shown otherwise but I just didn’t know how to tell you because I-“ I cut Billy’s rambling off with a deep kiss as I felt him smirking in the kiss. “So I’m guessing you feel the same way?” He teased as I shook my head with a giggle.

As we were kissing, I felt Billy reach under my night gown and slide my panties off. My core was met with the cool air as I hummed into the kiss. Billy moved from the kiss and lowered his face under my night gown and licked a stripe up my core. “Fuck!” I moaned to myself as he smirked. I felt his tongue dive deeper into my folds as I pushed his dead deeper. “MHMMM!” I moaned. How is he so good at this? Billy pushed one of my legs up and started rubbing my clit with other hand while sucking on my folds. “So good!” I whined with my eyes closed. “Pussy taste so good.” He hummed into my core which sent vibrations into it. Ugh, I’m giving it to a boy who has done nothing but terrorize me throughout the years.

His fingers were rubbing circles on my clit. I looked down and saw my juices were covered on his fingers and leaking out of me. I felt so close to finishing until he pulled away. What the fuck? “Billy, I wasn’t finished!” I whined with a pout on my face. “If you stop all your damn whining, maybe you’d get some dick.” He said as I pinched his arm. “Hey!” He complained as I rolled my eyes. “Just fuck me already!” I groaned. “Yes ma’am!” He cheerfully said. Billy was now pulling my night gown over my head and my boobs were now on full display to him. His eyes widened and he immediately started sucking on one of my nipples.

‘Billy!” I moaned as he squeezed my other boob with his hand. I rubbed the back of my head as he was still sucking on it like milk was gonna come out. He pulled away from my nipple with a pop sound before taking off his jeans along with his shirt. He was now back on top of me, his lips hovering over mine. “Gonna fuck you until your creaming all over my dick.” He said as I felt myself get even wetter. He moved his tip up and down on my folds before pushing inside me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I felt the wind get knocked out of me. “Shit!” He moaned to himself as he looked down in between us.

Billy pulled back out and placed himself back in now thrusting into me at a steady pace. “Feels so good!” I moaned as he was gripping my thighs. “You’re so fucking tight, baby.” He groaned as I dug my nails into his back. His dick was literally stretching me out, I could feel every vein of his dick inside me. As he was thrusting into me, the room was filled with nothing but squelching sounds and my whimpers. “You look so pretty, all fucked out.” He breathlessly said into my ear. “YES!” I loudly moaned but Billy quickly covered my mouth to shut me up. “We don’t need your parents waking up and walking in on me fucking the shit outta you.” He teased with a smirk.

Billy now pulled out of me and placed me on my stomach, my back was arched and he pushed it down some more before placing his inches back in me. I felt my legs tremble but he was holding me up. He gripped my ass and started his strokes as my ass was rippling against his hips. “Taking my dick so good, baby.” He moaned to himself. “Ouuu!” I moaned as I was now gripping the sheets. The slaps of our skin could be heard throughout my bedroom, I hope we weren’t too loud. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this to you.” He said. Never in a million years would I have thought that I would be having sex with Billy Loomis.

My legs were beginning to shake and felt like they were about to give out. “Tapping out already?” He whispered in my ear with a smirk. “You’re so biggg!” I whined as it felt as if he was digging into me at a different angle. “Cum on this dick baby, make a fucking mess on it.” He said from behind me as my toes curled and I let out a choked out moan. My orgasm washed over me but Billy was still thrusting into me for his release. I felt his warm seed coat my insides and suddenly there was a knock on my bedroom door. Billy and I both froze at the sudden noise. “Y/N..are you alright?” I heard my father ask from behind the door. Shit!

“Yes! I-uh just stubbed my toe!” I shouted back as I heard twisting the door knob. I’m so glad I locked it. “Why’s this door locked, Y/N?” He questioned as I paused for a bit. Billy was still inside me, frozen with fear. “Because I’m studying and I didn’t want any interruptions like now!” I shouted. “All right..turn that music down, you got school in the morning.” He stated before I heard his footsteps go back down the stairs.

Billy now pulled out of me and I turned back around to face him. “You didn’t pull out!” I worriedly said. “Hey, relax. I’ll buy you a plan B, okay?” He calmly said as I nodded my head. He leaned in for another kiss so I kissed him back before he pulled away.

Next day at school..

I was opening my locker and thats when I saw a note fall out along with a plan B pill and some flowers. I hurried and shoved the plan B in my bag and opened the note. “Best pussy I ever had..same time tonight?” The note read. I scoffed to myself. This boy is a real headache..and real good in the bed.

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Evie's Class Schedule for the OG HSS Trilogy school year! With Headcanons and Meta below the cut!

Yet another set of details that working on the HSS Adaptation Fic has helped me think more deeply about hehe <3

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Meta Details:

I was initially unsure what course/subject Ms. Maddox was teaching in the OG trilogy, since I don't think it's ever explicitly confirmed. The background used is clearly for an English/Writing classroom (albeit it is technically a very stock background, but still), but there's also a later scene where Evie accidentally takes Brian's Math textbook during homeroom. But Ms. Maddox also gave me History teacher vibes at first for some reason.

The English classroom background won in the end, especially since Evie would be taking Algebra Honors while Brian would definitely think that that's for "nerds". I figure Evie accidentally taking Brian's Math textbook is something that could still happen in an English class.

In Book 2, it's confirmed that Gym is MC's last class of the day.

In Book 3, when MC and friends hang out with some Hearst kids at lunch, it's mentioned that both Emma and Cameron take a Creative Writing course. Evie loves Creative Writing too for sure, so there was no way I was passing up that opportunity.

As I'll mention in the next section, one of the books Evie reads in English 10 is Julius Caesar. I picked all of those books because they were what I read in my English 10 class, but Julius Caesar is also fitting considering the Book 2 conflict with Isa taking over, which I think would be happening a few months after the Julius Caesar unit. Evie, being freshly familiar with the play and also being a huge Mean Girls fan, will absolutely make a lot of "We should totally just stab Isa!" jokes to herself in Book 2.

All teachers' names besides Diana Maddox and Ricky Burke are of course made up rather than from the story. Same with all the room numbers besides 225B.

A moment I may include in the first chapter of the Adaptation Fic is, when Evie is in her Gym class, Coach Burke reveals that in 5th period Julian told him about the race that they did with Caleb and Brian at lunch (as per the jock minigame in canon) and Evie's performance in it, and thus he encourages her to try out for the team.

Headcanons:

Evie is quite good at Math and Science subjects. They're usually her favorite subjects, and I say usually because thanks to Creative Writing, Math and Science hold the second place spot this year. Scott is a mechanical engineer, so he was able to give Evie a bit of a jump-start in those subjects. He of course never pushed Evie to pursue those kinds of fields, and Evie does genuinely enjoy Math and Science as a result of how he taught her. Especially Science, it's cool to see how things work.

History is probably Evie's least favorite subject genre. The topics are very hit-or-miss, and a lot of the time it can feels like it's just learning a bunch of facts, unlike in Math and Science where there was also a sense of *how* things worked. So unless those facts are about interesting things... it can be kind of a drag for her. Berry's History classes, however, would try to put more of an emphasis on analyzing the history facts and timelines rather than just memorizing a bunch of facts-- which Evie would still struggle with, but would ultimately feel more engaged by.

Evie is neutral to English, probably. She loves reading, but the actual books themselves can be hit-or-miss for her. And even when they are hits, it can sometimes be difficult for her to keep up with assigned reading. Literary/textual analysis is also an area that is new to her when she starts high school, but in 10th grade she starts to become increasingly more proficient at it.

The books Evie will read in English 10 at Berry are: Sophocles's Oedipus Rex, Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, Elie Weisel's Night, Alexander Solzhenitsyn's One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich, and Khaled Hosseini's A Thousand Splendid Suns. None of them become major favorites of hers (except maybe TSS), but she does consider them all well-done for what they are, as well as important to her for kicking off her skill in textual analysis.

Evie enjoys stuff like mile runs and warm-up runs in Phys-Ed, but at the same time she takes running very seriously and so she tends to get a bit more nervous about them than she probably needs to. Ever since 9th grade, she'd always be keeping track of her times and trying to improve on them.

The units Evie has in Phys-Ed this year are: Tennis, Soccer, Volleyball, Flag Football, Badminton, Basketball, Softball, Field/Street Hockey, Swimming, and Track. Evie of course excels at Flag Football, Basketball, Field/Street Hockey, and Track. She's pretty good at Softball and it helps kick off her interest in joining the Baseball team later in the spring. Badminton is fun but frustrating. Soccer is decent. She could be better at Volleyball. She has a lot of trouble with Swimming.

Creative Writing is one of Evie's favorites of all time. She's loved writing, coming up with her own stories and characters, playing imaginary games, playing dolls, etc. ever since she was a little kid. There was this one time in second grade where she was allowed to join a middle school level Creative Writing course, and it was great until the very kind teacher retired a month later and the school ended up dropping the course entirely. Evie was an uncontrollable sobbing mess that entire night.

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Vlad Roslyakov's school certificate

I know some Eastern Slavic languages, so I want to use this skill to share with new (I hope, lol) information about Russian true crime for Tumblr. Yeah, sorry for bad English.

Vlad's classmate shared his school certificate. In Ukraine teachers use a 12-point grading system. So, Roslyakov wasn't a good student. You can see his grades from elementary school (1-4 classes) to middle school (5-9 classes). He started attending school at the age of 6 (2006) and graduated at 15 (2015).

Some school subjects and grades:

2008-2009, 3rd grade

Ukrainian language - 6

Ukrainian literature - 7

Russian language - 6

Russian literature - 7

Foreign Language (English) - 7

Ukrainian grammar - 8

Mathematics - 6

Natural science - 7

Music class - 7

Art class - 9

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 8

Life Safety - 8

Physical Education (PE) - 7

Fundamentals of Orthodox culture - 9

2009-2010, 4th grade

Ukrainian language - 5

Ukrainian literature - 7

Russian language - 5

Russian literature - 8

Foreign Language (English) - 6

Ukrainian grammar - 7

Mathematics - 6

Natural science - 7

Music class - 5

Art class - 9

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 9

Life Safety - 7

Physical Education (PE) - 8

Fundamentals of Orthodox culture - nothing

2010-2011, 5th gtade

Ukrainian language - 4

Ukrainian literature - 5

Russian language - 5

Russian literature - 5

Foreign Language (English) - 4

History of Ukraine - 4

Ethics - 4

Mathematics - 3

Natural science - 5

Music class - 7

Art class - 5

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 8

Life Safety - 6

Physical Education - 5

2011-2012, 6th grade

Ukrainian language - 5

Ukrainian literature - 4

Russian language - 4

Russian literature - 4

Foreign Language (English) - 4

History of Ukraine - 4

Ethics - 4

Mathematics - 1

Natural science - 8

Geography - 6

Music class - 5

Art class - 8

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 7

Life Safety - 8

Physical Education (PE) - 5

2012-2013, 7th grade

Ukrainian language - 4

Ukrainian literature - 4

Russian language - 4

Russian literature - 4

Foreign Language (English) - 4

History of Ukraine - 5

World history - 5

Algebra - 2

Geometry - 3

Biology - 4

Geography - 3

Chemistry - 3

Physics (Science) - 4

Music class - 3

Art class - 8

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 9

Сomputer science/informatics - 5

Life Safety - 7

Physical Education (PE) - 6

2013-2014, 8th grade

Ukrainian language - 3

Ukrainian literature - 3

Russian language - 3

Foreign Language (English) - 3

Foreign literature - 3

History of Ukraine - 3

World history - 3

Algebra - 3

Geometry - 3

Biology - 3

Geography - 3

Chemistry - 3

Physics (Science) - 3

Music class - 4

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 4

Сomputer science/informatics - 4

Life Safety - 3

Physical Education (PE) - 3

2014-2015, 9th grade

Russian language - 3

Foreign Language (English) - 3

Foreign literature - 3

World history - 3

Civics - 3

Algebra - 3

Geometry - 3

Biology - 3

Geography - 3

Chemistry - 3

Physics (Science) - 3

Technology (wood shop, etc). - 4

Сomputer science/informatics - 3

Life Safety - 3

Physical Education (PE) - 3

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Resources that have helped me in my classes!

(will add to this list as I find/remember more)

Classes I've used these in so far:

Honors Mechanics

Honors Thermodynamics & Optics

Relativity & Quantum Mechanics

Theoretical Mechanics

Calculus I, II, III

Differential Equations

Mathematical Techniques in Physics

Introduction to Astronomy

Fundamentals of Astronomy

Astronomy & Astrophysics

- - - - Youtube Channels - - - -

Physics

Michel van Biezen - oh my god I love him. I think he uses Sears and Zemansky's University Physics for example problems. His channel has 10k videos (!!!) and is very well-organized. He also lectures on math (from 5th grade to linear algebra), chem & organic chemistry, and astronomy.

Calculus

The Organic Chemistry Tutor - I mostly watch his videos on Calculus I-III and Differential Equations, but he also covers physics and chemistry.

Nancypi - Precalculus, Calculus I, and some of Calculus II. I barely showed up to calc lectures my first semester so she was a great help. also i have a crush on her

Michel van Biezen - I usually don't watch his math videos because his notation and techniques are different from what my prof makes us use

Astronomy

Urknall, Weltall, und das Leben - my literal dream channel. perfect levels of dryness, and videos are usually at least 45 minutes long. It's entirely in German though lmao

Michel van Biezen - covers important topics in introductory astronomy, and also does example problems (although I think they're all algebra-based)

- - - - Textbooks - - - -

Introduction to Cosmology - Barbara Ryden

Foundations of Astrophysics - Ryden & Peterson

University Physics - Sears and Zemansky

Calculus - James Stewart

Modern Physics - Kenneth Krane

Classical Mechanics - John Taylor

- - - - Workbooks - - - -

Essential Modern Physics - Chris McMullen, Ph.d. ----- LIFE CHANGING. BUY THIS FOR INTRO TO QUANTUM.

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love me not (taivan)

Chapter 1: Mystery Ginger

Chapter Text

TAI POV:

September 4th, 1992, The first Friday of freshman year. The first week of freshman year surprisingly didn’t suck. I sat with my middle school friends at lunch, and they eyed any boy they believed was “hot.” I didn’t care about that honestly, soccer tryouts were today, and I had to make JV. Jackie was sitting next to me eating the cake her mom packed, it looked freshly baked, maybe just yesterday. She seemed to have already eyed a guy to fawn over, he looked football jock-ish, and she leaned over Shauna’s shoulder to whisper something, both of them giggling. Lottie sat quietly with a salad and container of almonds, next to Laura Lee who was talking her ear off about God, but I was doubtful Lottie was listening. Quigly sat further apart from us, absently talking to a couple of newer girls, and Kristie, while staring off at Natalie, who was talking to a group of guys who seemed to be passing her around for jokes. Her and Misty had been super close in middle school, even at graduation they were always together, but something happened, and they hadn’t talked all day, and Misty seemed longing. “Tai!” I had zoned out picking at my smoked salmon, and didn’t notice Misty slip away from her group and walk towards me, her blond curls bouncing. I sighed, she was loud and irritating and she sucked at soccer... “Hey Tai!” She reached me and smiled her bouncy smile, and I nodded back at her, “Hi?” “You trying out for JV too? I've asked, everyone else is, so we’ll all be on a team again, won’t that be great?” “Yeah.. just wonderful.” She kept talking but I drowned her out going over everything I needed for tryouts this afternoon until the bell rang for 5th. I shuffled into the gym, P.E. was my 5th-6th, and the teacher, Coach Martinez as he announced, went over rules, locker room etiquette, and where the tryouts would be held after school for each sport. I jotted it down in my planner, even though it was just at the soccer field, I needed to mark it. After he was done talking, the girls all gathered and kicked the ball around with a few newer girls, giggling and talking, but I wanted to save my energy. Most of my other classes that day were just introductions and syllabuses, so I droned through the day writing notes of what I was gonna need for my classes but mostly hoping to get to tryouts. I had algebra 1 after that, and then the bell rang for the end of school. They had quite the long closing message. “Gooooood afternoon Yellowjackets, the hive hopes you've had a wonderful first week back, or first week of high school for our rising freshmen! Remember all tryouts are held in their respective fields at 4pm sharp! Have a wonderful weekend and don’t let the wolves bite! We’ll see you back at the hive bright and early Monday morning, see ya!” Everyone was dismissed, the younger kids stood in groups talking and waiting for their rides or buses while the older kids got into their cars and drove off. I was headed straight to the soccer field, finally. The air was particularly warm that day. I sat on the soccer field full of other freshmen girls hoping to be on the Wiskayok High School JV team. I knew most of the girls here from middle school. Some specifically from soccer. The girls were stretching, and I took the opportunity to scope out my competition:

Jackie Taylor: Can’t play for shit but she’s good at guarding. Shauna Shipman: She’s got a good kick. Laura Lee ????: So. fucking. Annoying. But she’s got Christ in her cleats I guess because JESUS. (am i allowed to say that??) Natalie Scatorccio: She’s hot, insufferable and can kick and run. is she high? ok yea she's high. Misty Quigley: WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE??? GO HOME??? GET OUTTUTUTUTUTUTUTUT. Lottie Matthews: She’s good, like really good. Krystal? Kristen?? Khrysanthemum??: I don’t know but she is worse than fucking Quigley And that leaves number 8, wait. I don’t know this girl. She’s ginger and a bit shorter than me, she has the most perfect freckles and adorable blue eyes- am I supposed to find a girl this attractive? Whatever. She’s fucking amazing. During drills she blocks every kick, she dives a few times and she’s literally a perfect goalie. Then it’s my turn. She misses. She looks at me, and misses. What the fuck? “Nice one Turner!” Coach Martinez nods and taps his pen on the clipboard he’s holding awfully tight. The rest of the tryouts went just like that. She would do perfect plays and get to me and just stumbled. At the end of the day the coaches called all of us to the bleachers. “Girls! Some of you played amazingly today. The team list will be posted outside my office Monday. Just a reminder that IF you make the team, the first “practice” will be a meeting in the health room.” He rambled on for another 9 minutes or so about rules and protocol, then dismissed us to the locker room. Everyone was talking, but I couldn’t help thinking about mystery ginger, and there she was. She was looking at me, did I look okay? I subconsciously fixed my hair and walked toward her. “Hey, you’re new right? I’m Ta-” “Taissa, right? You’re in my 5th.” She put out her hand for me to shake and I smiled. “I’m Van, Van Palmer. Oh, and yes, very new. But I’ve heard about you Miss Turner.” She winked at me, and I lost my shit. “Really?” I smiled at her again, I probably looked like an idiot. We talked for a bit, and she told me she was from Connecticut. Then my mom pulled up. “Bye Van! Call me if you still need that tour!” for my birthday last month I’d gotten my own landline. I got in the car, but my mom didn’t pull off. “Tai baby ask your friend if she needs a ride, she’s the last one and no young girl needs to be walking in Jersey alone.” she peeked over her glasses, and I rolled down the window. “Hey Van! Need a ride?” I leaned out and she nodded. I opened the door, and she talked to my mom about an address. The ride was silent besides my mom's slight humming. As my mom pulled into the driveway I was confused. This house had been occupied my entire life. I've been here a million times. Jeff Sadecki had lived here since I was 3. Thanks to status, and looks, I’d been to every birthday, basement party, and “Spin the bottle game” he’s ever hosted. What the fuck? Is she lying to me? “Welp! Guess this where we part Miss Taissa Turner?” She smiled again and I forced one back. She thanked my mom again and I watched her run down the street as my mom pulled off. “Bullshit.” I mumbled to myself.

[uboat53]

You know, work doesn't often make me feel angry and frustrated. I mean, I work as a software engineer and a college professor, so one would hope not. But lately, by which I mean the last few years, there's been one thing in one of my jobs that has me really banging my head on the wall. Time for a bit of a SHORT RANT (TM).

For those who don't know, I teach a weekly Astronomy lab at my local community college. Nothing too complicated, we learn how to look at things in the night sky and we learn a bit of the physics behind it; nothing more advanced than a bit of algebra and geometry. The thing is, I'm hitting a consistent thing that's making me crazy.

In each term I have usually between 6 and 10 students and, without fail, I have at least one student who meets the following description. They are wildly incapable of doing even the most basic of math and, when I attempt to guide them through the problem, they freeze up and can't even do the simplest of steps. I mean that literally, to the point where I've started with an equation they wrote, pointed at a number, asked "where did this number come from?", and been met with blank stares. They do not know how to get the numbers they need to even set up an equation and are just typing in random things!

(And before I get the comment of "of course they froze up, the teacher just came up to them and demanded an answer, that's scary!", that's not what this is. This happens even after sitting down, casual conversation, gentle teaching, and calmly working through the problem. I've tried this over and over again in multiple ways with multiple students, I've taught scared toddlers before and know how to work through anxiety issues, this is really what's happening.)

The first time I encountered this I didn't think much of it, but I've been teaching for six years now and I have at least one EVERY SINGLE CLASS. This isn't a one-off problem. Since I've realized that, I've put a bit of effort into figuring it out because I really would like to help these students get past the issue, but, in order to work past the issue, I first have to find out what the issue is. So I sit with them while they're still working after everyone else has left and we talk, trying to get to the bottom of what's actually going on, and each time I've done this I get to the same place; each one is the same story, and the story is this:

In primary school (Kindergarten through second grade), they didn't immediately grasp the math concepts they were taught. When this happened, their primary teacher basically told them that it was okay, some people just aren't good at math, and that it was okay to be bad at math. This means they never got the basics, arithmetic, multiplication tables, and number sense, so when they got to secondary school (4th and 5th grade) where they had a dedicated math teacher who was good at math and didn't think it was okay to be bad at math, they were already so far behind that that teacher couldn't catch them back up. That teacher had a full class to teach and a curriculum to get across; kids need to be learning fractions in 4th grade! So this student fell into a pattern of just writing things down and faking the math or finding someone to just tell them the answer to get by until they didn't have to take math anymore. Only when they get to my class and I notice that the math they're doing is wrong and actually sit down with them and dig a bit does anyone notice that this kid doesn't even have the foundation that we need in order to teach all the rest of math.

As I said, I have had one of these kids every single class, 10% to 20%. And this isn't just the random population, this is the 35% or so of kids who are actually going to college; I have to imagine it's worse in the general population!

And that's what makes me feel frustrated. We have a primary education system that is absolutely failing kids at math. Sure, the ones who grasp math easily will be fine, but they'd probably be fine anyways. If we can't teach math to the kids who struggle with it, then we can't actually teach math, and that sets these kids up for a lifetime of frustration and shame. More to the point, it denies them basic tools that they need to live independent lives. A person who can't do math is a person who can't balance a checkbook, a person who can't do their own taxes, and a person who can't run a business on their own. More importantly, they're a person who can easily be taken advantage of by people who can do math. They're limited in every facet of what they can do in their lives, basic math is as foundational a skill as reading and, while reading is definitely something we're not teaching well enough, we're doing even worse with math.

I'll admit, I'm not sure who to blame here. The parents are certainly an option, as are the teachers - if I had a nickel for every time my mom (a retired secondary teacher) complained about primary teachers who babied kids instead of actually teaching them I could probably afford a car - but a problem this widespread has to be beyond just individuals.

There is a systemic rot at at the core of how we educate kids in math and I really think it has to do with a societal belief that math is for "smart people". This both creates a system where people feel free to check out of an entire aspect of human experience and also a system which breeds shame and resentment against the "elites"; those people who do understand math and, thus, have power over things that those who don't understand math can't access.

What can you do about all of that as just a regular person? Well, you start with what you have control of. If you have kids or interact with them regularly, encourage them. It's not okay to be bad at math, but it is okay if things are hard to do at first. Teach them how to ask for help and that it can often take multiple tries to find a way that works for them. If you've got older people in your life who have this issue, honestly, the same approach might work with them as well. As to the broader societal issue? Again, I don't have a hard-and-fast "this will fix it" recommendation, but at least please don't add to the problem. Don't treat "I'm bad at math" as something to be laughed along with; you don't have to shame people, but no one would joke about not being able to read. Treat math, especially basic math, as something that everyone should know.

I will guarantee you that every person without a serious learning disability can learn math (and those with such disabilities should get diagnosed, there are other things we can do to help too!). Give me a whiteboard and a willing student and I can get them through algebra and geometry no matter what their innate skill at math is.

So, yeah, a little aimless, but that's where I'm at. Any thoughts?

[balletandbow]

Never in my life will I tell anyone else that their feelings or experience with homeschooling are incorrect or invalid or wrong. What I will say is that homeschooling can be and is done right, and that I think I was lucky enough to experience it myself.

My mother was a kindergarten teacher before she had kids, and worked as a nanny once I was born so she could stay with me more. By the time I was ready for kindergarten (my birthday is in August, I was barely 5) we were living in the middle of nowhere and I would have had an hour round trip bus ride every day. Our state had few laws prohibiting homeschooling, and this was literally what my mom's degree was in, so she just taught me.

We moved a couple years later, and by the time we hit the upper years of my mom's ed degree we had enrolled in the local school district's homeschooling supervision program. Every year my mother made a list of the curriculum she had chosen for me (and eventually my two brothers) and turned it in to a certified teacher who was assigned to supervise us. We did pretty much anything you can think of. English was separated into reading and writing (so many different books and so many essays oh my god), math (with a textbook fear not), history (my mom pulled out weird Manifest Destiny books out and added extra books from indigenous authors), science (I got my iPod taken away for pretending to do my work when I didn't lmao), and so many field trips and fun things that are so much easier to do when most kids are in school.

We participated in the weekly class that the supervision program offered starting when I was in 5th grade. Every Wednesday afternoon we would spend 3 hours with other homeschooled kids, doing theatre, art, or some kind of history or science project depending on the time of year. The middle and high school groups put on a full play in a semester every year. A few other kids and I who were supervised by the same teacher formed a little club and made our parents let us meet up a second time a week and we got to help make the play sets and generally were little nerds.

In middle school I started taking classes at our public middle school. I was there for math because my supervising teacher had me take a placement test when my mom decided to change math curriculums and they had decided I was ready for Algebra a little early. I also went for choir, because I liked to sing. I ended up taking math at the public school all the way through high school because our district had an advanced math track that let me take Algebra 2, Pre calc, and Calc AB in 3 years and I liked math too much to say no to that. I also took 4 years of Spanish, AP Lang, chemistry, art, theater, and lots of choir.

I had friends at school and I had friends at my homeschool stuff. I got to do a year of history curriculum learning about the early day of the Christian church. My freshman year of high school the writing part of my English curriculum was literally to write a novel. It sounds crazy looking back on it but it was so much fun, and I learned literally so much, which was indeed the point.

When the pandemic hit in the spring of my junior year our public schools all closed for the year. We kept homeschooling. I took all my senior year public school classes from our basement. It was hard, but not all that different than what I did with my other subjects. I started college in the fall of 2021 and discovered that it's really very similar to what I had already been doing. Go learn from the professor. Do your work on your own time. Come back, get feedback, and do it again.

I move in for my senior year of college in a week. There's a lot of discussions about pretty much every aspect of education happening in the world, from the pandemic to asynchronous classes to homeschooling and indoctrination to free lunches. There's a lot of bad homeschoolers out there, and there's a lot of kids who were never taught what they needed to learn to be successful adults. This is just what me and my family did. It definitely shaped me as a person, but as I'm getting older it's becoming less important to my life, which to me signals that my parents and various teachers did a good job.

[demonicintegrity]

its not until im relearning basic math for my college algebra course do I realize how fucked I was despite being in advance math all my life. Thank fuck now I have a friend who was a professional math tutor helping me when I don't remember/know the basics.

FYM you saw a bunch of "advance" third graders learning basic division and this one kid had to keep doing subtraction down the entire length of the margin instead of long dividing like everyone else and you just????? Never corrected them?? Never once took the three minutes to reexplain how to do it?? Because it took until 5th grade when the teacher was doing review that I finally understood what I was suppose to be doing. Why did it take two whole years for someone to take the few minutes to get me to understand a fundamental building block of math??

No kid left behind my ass.

And I dont even know if I can 100% blame just any of my teachers because our class sizes were upper 20s if not 30 even in elementary school. That's a lot of kids. And no i couldn't get help from my parents a lot of the time, they were both working.

But like. Cmon.

[ruminate88]

Leaning further into journaling…time travel:

Back to the days when I was first labeled with a ‘Learning Disability’ 4/25/25

1996/1997, I’m around 8 years old and I was heavily struggling in the 3rd grade. School wanted me to repeat kindergarten and of course my dad said nothing was wrong with me, that I did not need to repeat that grade. However, not even half way into 3rd grade, I’m absolutely miserable. The work was super hard and I remember constantly asking to go to the bathroom becuase I couldn’t handle the work. It was all like learning a new language to me. ESPECIALLY when they first showed us “times tables”!! I felt like it was in cursive. It scared me so badly.

The work was so hard, I would end up having to sit on the wall during recess to finish my work. My parents and brother would try to help me with my homework but I would cry so much, they would all take turns yelling at me with frustration because they didn’t know how to help me. ❤️‍🩹 So my mom had a meeting with the school and they all agreed I should go back to the 2nd grade and go to the ‘resource room’ and be put on an IEP.

What the resource room was like:

They put a bunch of us kids in a regular classroom setting and tell us we’re ’audio learners’ and that we can’t read any test to ourselves, that the teachers have to read it to us. Immediately, I felt incapable of doing things for myself. You begin to believe you have to lean on teachers and adults for any kind of help or assistance. You also feel different from all the other kids and for me, I became very defensive and weak. I felt less than most people but I also was protective of my best friend Lori in school. I also got angry watching the popular kids make fun of the handicapped kids. That always hurt me but I always felt there was nothing I could do to stop it all. I got the message that was world was mean and cold. I trusted only my family but felt very misunderstood.

I hated school with the deepest passion. I cried almost daily not to go and always tried to find reasons to get out of school. It only got worse from there. Yet, I had a pretty good memory so by the 4th grade, my mom helped me to remember numbers so I could learn my times tables. I memorized all their orders like: 2,4,6,8 & 3,6,9,12… but I didn’t learn beyond 11. I actually made it to the pizza party for being one of the top in my class to learn times tables but theeeen by 5th & 6th grade, now it’s times for ‘algebra’ 💀 Needless to say, I was spent. I couldn’t do it.

I always got A’s & B’s accept for Math, I ALWAYS got a C in math accept for one special year, I actually got a B!!! So once ever I got all A’s and B’s . I made it in the newspaper with all the other kids who got it and my mom was so excited, she framed that paper and threw me a party!! lol 😂 I told her to enjoy it that the chances of it EVER happening again was unlikely…. I was right. I only made it to the 7th grade. At this point, every part of me is rejecting school. I hate everything about it from the classes, the work, the teachers and the kids there. I could not stand the cheerleaders becuase they’re so snobby and rude. They always asked me for a pencil or a piece of gum but never knew my name or ever cared about me. They don’t want to know you either.

At the pep-rallies, we’re in the gym and while the cheerleaders dance in their little outfits, boys are just drooling and I’m sitting there in baggy jeans, an old over-sized sweatshirt with the looney toons on it and dress boots. I felt completely invisible and stupid. I just hated the feeling and didn’t understand it all. I couldn’t wait just to go home, make a frozen tv dinner and watch MTV/VH1 ir Disney channel. I had a t-shirt that was my favorite that was white and it said, “Rich and Famous.” In gold lettering. 😝 I wore it every day just about trying to manifest that I’ll be a famous song writer but that was the same year my dad told me, “you’ll never be famous.” ❤️‍🩹

I think I was just tired of constantly feeling different and invisible. There was an 8th grader that sat behind me on the bus named Anthony Tran. He was the ONLY guy/kid that was truly nice to me for no reason. We talked regularly and sometimes I would see him in the hallways and say hi. Girls would ask if he’s my boyfriend and how do I know an 8tj grader 😩 lol and on the last day of 7th grade, I told him I was being homeschooled. He asked to sign my yearbook and gave me his email address and his phone number but did not ask for my number. I told him I was not allowed to call boys that he has to call me instead but he never called…. I’m sure there was reasons why. I didn’t even think I was attracted to him but he was easy to talk to. Also, me being homeschooled was probably weird to most people back then. It wasn’t super popular to do.

I had a lot of adults question why my mom was letting me be homeschooled BUT no one understood how much I hated school. So much so, the first year I was home, I had a nightmare that mom made me go back and after she dropped me off at school, I cried and questioned why she was doing that to me…. When I woke up and realized I was home, whew!! 😥 I can’t explain why school was hell for me but every part of my body did not feel safe there .

There’s so much to remember and unpack including the actual bullies like Lisa in the 1st grade who use to pull my hair and Jeffery, who use to twist my arm. OH and Kim Floye from 6th grade. She was more mean to Lori and called her “Pink Fairy” but she was a nightmare for Lori and I. Idk. Am I over exaggerating?

[technecat-scratchings]

Ideally what you want is to have students exploring content in as many different ways as possible, to cover all the bases and so they learn the best way for them to learn on their own. But practically speaking, it's not always possible. I have ~90 minutes with each of my classes with ~75 of those minutes being actual, focused learning/productive struggle. So usually the best I can do is encourage problem-solving and critical thinking through various team and group activities* and require revision and reflection.

This is as close as I can currently get to "teaching students how to learn" but I'm also a high school computer art teacher, not a 5th grade Math teacher, and there's a vast difference in how much students are willing to "play and experiment" by that age. I have to pester and prod to get my students to play fun games or do anything outside of follow a tutorial or make a research presentation. They don't find as much joy in learning much anymore...

Personal aside about studying and Terrible Math Teacher story after the Read More

As an aside though, I was always terrible at studying as a kid. If I didn't get it the first or second time through, I usually never got it. And I was pretty smart and very good at reading, so I was usually fine. Until it came to math. Now, I know now that I have dyscalculia but back then I was just bad at math. I got the most comprehension out of math with word problems because they were practical and I could apply my best skill, reading comprehension, to them. Which is why the first (and only) math class I ever failed was Trigonometry** because by the time you get up to that level they just start pelting you with formulas and problems that are just numbers that hold no greater meaning.

To make matters worse, I had a terrible teacher. Awful, horrid man. I'm sure I've written about him before but the gist of the issue with him was that he hated actually teaching. As in, he hated the act of active instruction and took every opportunity to give us 50 math problems and tell us to shut up and do them on our own. We were not even allowed to ask him for help during working time, only during the last 10 minutes of class which was for questions. We also were forbidden from working together with other students or even speaking at all outside those last 10 minutes. It reached a point where he started refusing to respond to me when I asked him questions and I had to get my parents to demand district interference so I could change teachers. Total nightmare.***

I often cite his negligent and somewhat spiteful behavior as my reason for always wanting to be a better teacher and never saying no to a question, even if I've answered it a hundred times that day.

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*My district is pushing for an 80-20 student-focused teaching balance. 20% of the time the teacher does direct instruction and 80% of the time students are talking. Does this work? 80% of the time...not really.

**Algebra 2/Trig - a 2 semester course considered "college prep" level in California at the time. Basic course.

***Sometimes I would get literal nightmares.

Took me until about halfway through college before I realized “study” means “play with the material in a variety of ways until you understand it” and not just “read the assigned chapters and do the homework” and I think that probably should have been discussed at some point prior to that.

[pooma-today]

The National UN Volunteers-India

Indian constitution day celebration

November 26

Report on Indian Constitution Day Programs at Algebra GlobalSchool, Koppam

On the occasion of Indian Constitution Day, Algebra Global School, Koppam, conducted a series of enriching programs, aligning with the United National sustainable Development Goals (SDGs), particularly SDG 10 (Reduced Inequalities) and SDG 16 (Peace, Justice, and Strong Institutions).

The activities underscored the values of equality, justice, and peace inherent in the Indian Constitution.

The 1st standard students creatively engaged in coloring sheets featuring national symbols, monuments, and the logos of SDG 10 and SDG 16.

The 2nd standard students delivered speeches in the common assembly, emphasizing justice, peace, and equality.

The 3rd standard students showcased their artistic talent by creating posters on “Peace and Justice,” later displayed in their classrooms to spread awareness.

The 4th standard students led the common assembly, highlighted by a thought-provoking mime performance on the significance of constitutional values.

From 5th to 10th standards, a structured 10-minute program was organized in each class under the leadership of UN student volunteers. The highlight was the formal inauguration of the program among the 10th standard students and the launching of the Indian Constitution book towards the students by the school’s legal advisor, Adv. Hamsa, who eloquently spoke on the Constitution's importance and its connection to SDGs.

Students across all classes explored the Constitution and participated in discussions led by UN volunteers, linking constitutional principleswith SDGs. Additional activities like quizzes and "thoughts of the day" enhanced the interactive learning experience.

These programs not only deepened the students' understanding of the Indian Constitution but also reinforced their commitment to global goals of reducinginequalities and fostering peace and justice.

[speedywonderlandtrash]

Class 8 math annual exam preparation - model 6

Class 8 math annual exam preparation - model 6

Part A: Objective Part (Multiple Choice Questions) Marks: 1 × 15 = 15 1. Which of the following is a monomial expression with two variables?    a) 2x b) 6y – x c) x² - y d) 4xy 2. If the edge of a cube is 3 meters, how many smaller cubes of 1 meter edge can be placed inside the larger cube?    a) 1 b) 3 c) 9 d) 27 3. What are the types of profits?    a) Two b) Three c) Four d) Five 4. What is the compound profit of Tk. 500 in 2 years if the rate of profit is 5% per annum?    a) Tk. 512.5 b) Tk. 51.25 c) Tk. 50.75 d) Tk. 50.25 5. The coordinate of the point A is (-4, 2). In which quadrant does the point A lie?    a) 1st b) 2nd c) 3rd d) 4th 6. What is the abscissa of the midpoint of (-4, 0) & (6, 0)?    a) 1 b) 2 c) 1/2 d) -5 7. The line connecting two points inside and outside a circle cuts the circle in how many points?    a) 4 b) 3 c) 2 d) 1 8.

If ∠ADB = 50° in the adjacent figure, then x = ?    a) 40° b) 45° c) 50° d) 100° 9. What is the place value of the third digit from the left of the number (1011)₂?    a) 1 × 2¹ b) 1 × 2³ c) 1 × 2² d) 1 × 2⁰ 10. What is the decimal form of (101101)₂?     a) (89)₁₀ b) (59)₁₀ c) (45)₁₀ d) (39)₁₀ 11. What is the range of the numbers 21, 24, 18, 10, 6, 23, 30?     a) 9 b) 10 c) 24 d) 25 12. For which graph do we need to determine the actual class limits?     a) Histogram b) Pie chart c) Frequency polygon d) Line graph Class 8 math annual exam - model 5 13. The quadrilateral PQRS is inscribed in the circle. If ∠P = 75°, its opposite angle ∠R = ?     a) 15° b) 45° c) 105° d) 180° 14. How is the 10's complement of a number 'a' denoted?     a) aⁿ b) a* c) aⁿ' d) a** 15. Which of the following is among the prime numbers between 30 and 75?     a) 47 b) 53 c) 59 d) 61 Answer in one word:  16. What is the common factor of x - 2, x² - 4, and xy - 2y? 17. A product was bought for 8000 taka and sold at a loss of 500 taka. What was the selling price? 18. What is assumed to be the coordinate of origin? 19. How many times is the inscribed angle of its central angle on the same arc of a circle? 20. Express (38)₁₀ in binary form. 21. How many measures of central tendency are there? 22. What is the circle touching the three sides of the triangle called? 23. What will be the base if the digits 0, 1, 2, and 3 are used in a number system? 24. What is the mode of the following data series?     10, 13, 19, 11, 13, 12, 12, 13, 15, 17, 18, 19, 13, 20. 25. What is the equation of any straight line that is parallel to the y-axis and located 2 units away to the left? 1. Answer the following questions: a. The height of a rectangular solid is 3 cm greater than its length, and its length is 2 cm greater than its width. If the solid has a width of b cm, what is its volume? b. Determine the cube of 397 with the help of the formula. c. Riya deposited Tk. 32,000 at 5% and Meem deposited Tk. 28,000 at 7% in the bank. Who will benefit more after 7 years? d. Find the simple profit of Tk. 7000 at the rate of 5% per annum in 3 years. e. A quadrilateral is made by joining the points A(5, 4), B(-1, 1), C(2, -1), and D(0, 3). Determine the area of the quadrilateral. f. If the distance between (1, a) and (5, -6) is 2√5, then find the value of a. g. Find the value of X from the figure.                 

                                         h. Determine the length of the arc that produces 60° angles at the center of the circle with a radius of 4 cm. i. Multiply (100011)₂ by (111.11)₂. j. Find 9's complement and 10's complement of 6 and 104 relative to 999. k. Determine the class deviation of the 5th class: Class Interval 36–40 41–45 46–50 51–55 56–60 61–65 79101734 l. Determine the median of the given data: Obtained Marks 60 62 70 78 82 85 Number of Students 5 7 10 12 7 4 m. The gradient of a hill is -4, and there is a road to climb the hill. If the road passes through the point (-3, -2), determine the equation of the road. Solve the following questions 2. a⁴ + a²b² + b⁴, a³ - 3a² - 10a, a³ + 6a² + 8a, and a⁴ - 5a² - 14a² are four algebraic expressions. a. Express the 1st expression into factors. b. Find the H.C.F. of the 2nd and 3rd expressions. c. Find the L.C.M. of the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th expressions. 3.Roni initially prepared a piece of land for planting flower seeds. Then he prepared another piece of land for planting fruit seeds. The length of the second piece of land is equal to the sum of three times the length of the first piece of land and twice the width. The width of the second piece of land is 6 feet less than its length. By measuring, it was found that the semi-perimeter of the first piece of land is 5 feet, and the difference between the areas of the two pieces of land is 85 square feet. a. Write the formula for finding the area of a rectangle. b. Find the algebraic expression of the area of the 2nd land. c. Find the length and width of the two pieces of land. 4.A product was sold at a loss of 9%. If the product was sold at a higher price of Tk. 720, the profit would have been 9%. Again, the interest of 3 years of a principal is 200 taka less, and the profit of 5 years is 100 taka less than the principal. a. What does 9% loss mean? b. What is the purchase price of the product? c. What is the rate of interest and principal? 5.A person deposited Tk. 6000 in a bank at the rate of profit Tk. 10 per annum for 3 years. a. Determine the profit-principal at the end of 1st year. b. Determine the difference between simple profit and compound profit. c. In how many years will the profit-principal be 1.5 times the given principal at the same profit rate? 6.A(7, 2), B(-4, 2), C(-4, -3), and D(7, -3) are the vertices of the quadrilateral ABCD. a. Find the equation of line AB. b. If the point P(t, 2t) is equally distant from points A and B, then find the value of t. c. Show that the quadrilateral ABCD is a rectangle. 7.The point of intersection between two lines 3x - y - 4 = 0 and 3x + y - 10 = 0 is A, and the two lines intersect the X-axis at two points B and C. a. Find the slope of the two lines. b. Determine the coordinate of the point A. c. Find the area of △ABC. 8.In a circle with center P, CD is a chord that is different from the diameter, PC = 7 cm, and PQ ⊥ CD. a. Draw a proportional diagram in light of the given information. b. Determine the area of the circle. c. Prove that CQ = DQ. 9.The teacher brought to the class a diagram of a puzzle. Observe the puzzle:                                

                   Diagram of a circle enclosing a square with side √2 inches. 10. Given A = (999)₁₀ and B = (781.625)₁₀: a. What is the place value of MSB (Most Significant Bit) in the number? b. Express the number A in binary. c. What will be the binary form of B? Show it. 11.The data of the heights of some students in a class is given below: 128, 109, 148, 145, 95, 112, 127, 134, 99, 115,143, 115, 122, 102, 96, 133, 139, 125, 113, 117,145, 131, 139,105, 101, 122, 108, 95, 118, 132,122, 112, 96, 115, 142, 122, 137, 129, 141, 103,138, 115, 104, 108, 143, 117, 119, 98, 112, 145 a. Make a distribution table from the given data, taking 5 as the class interval, and express the frequency with tally marks. b. Determine the mean by the shortcut method. Read the full article

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FOR THE CHILDREN!!!

I think I, and so many teachers, put up with all the crap from the bureaucrats and the low pay is for only one reason...the children. Teachers love what they do so much that they are wiling to be denigrated by society when athletes, and many of them do deserved it, get a boatload of money and are celebrated for their skills. Yet, teachers do the hard work day in and day out of trying educate the masses.

Today in my journey, the one thing on my mind was...the children. I soften my anger with the school because of the children. They are doing something that is old. They are putting glue on their hands to only peel it off. I told them that is so 1970s. I actually did that in 5th grade at Park Street Elementary School! For whatever reason, putting these pimple medication "stars" on their face. I thought they were regular stars I would put on students' paper. If you look at the picture, one student gave me a "star" to put on my face. I wore that star on my nose all day. I think I am on the downhill slide of being accepted by the children.

I have forgotten how dramatic 7th graders can be. It is days like to day makes me wish that I was in a classroom filled with high schoolers. They engaged in a lot of back and forth nonsense. I had a child who was just talking out during the lesson which was going over the code of conduct. I had to have a conversation about his behavior. Then a child who has given me the most trouble came to me....ME because she didn't like one of her teachers. Child, you don't even like me! She had a change of heart because after our row, I told her the next day we would start out fresh. You see, as a person of faith, I believe in 2nd chances. My problem is I may give too many chances for change. And now that I am where I am supposed to be, she is better. Maybe it's because I am not the main teacher. Anyway, she not as abrasive as she was when I was teaching ELA.

My work with the children has expanded to children who I do not come in contact on a regular basis. I saw a child sitting outside the classroom. A child needs to be in the classroom. There had been some type of altercation with teacher and he got put out. Now I could and should have ignored him because it wasn't my business, but I spoke to him. I found out the reason. Part of the problem was the teacher was calling him by his last name! Lord! Help me!! So I spoke with him. Then I had him to follow me to the office while we talk. By the time we got back, he realized that he should apologize and that being called by his last name isn't that disrespectful. I told him when I started teaching 7th grade I called all my student by their last name with Mr. or Ms. in front. The teacher wouldn't let him back in which bothers me, but I can't do adults, though I have been in that situation. LOL! So the students came into my class and sat at my desk. When the day ended, we went to speak to the teacher and he apologized. He promised to start fresh on Monday. I hope the teacher will do the same.

When I get some money I am supposed to go out to find a medium upper hoodie for a student who says he does have one. I am supposed to be trying to get something for some other student. I can't remember. The need is so great. It always has been.

This last story is last because it is so sad. We were going over the Student handbook and we were discussing gangs. Without being prompt, this young man asked to be recognized and he stood up in front of the class and made an impassionate plea for his classmates to not join gangs. He kept repeating his message. He talked about rappers and their "gang" signs. "Don't do it!, he said. I was almost in tears. This young man has seen some stuff. I could tell. I wanted to give him a hug. This is why teachers deserve NBA or NFL pay. We are tasked with not only teaching ABCs, Algebra, good health, writing paragraphs, what the insides of a frog look like, or even what is the capital of Alberta. We are tasked with molding and shaping a new generation. We can't solve all their problems. We can't solve even half of them.

Teachers are burning out faster than a raging forest fire in July in California. Some of the teachers who are coming into the profession are not the best because the best are choosing other paths. The ones who are coming in are not staying. Technology is here to stay but we are losing that "personal" touch.

I can be made at coworkers, but I can't be mad, for an extended time, at students. We are living at a time where you would think children are living lives that are great, but that isn't true. Homelessness and hunger are rampant. School is the only place they can get two free meals 5 days week. School is the only place where hopefully they feel safe. School is the only place where they can see Mr. Norah put a star on his nose. Why? The answer is...FOR THE CHILDREN!