Ody Does Math
“Good morning, teacher.” sang the kids, faces radiating vitality.
Indeed, it was a good morning. You can hear the larks chanting in the forest, oak leaves whispering secrets of the wind, and see the open fields bathing in the blazing sunlight casted by Lord Helios. Every bit of this scenery was calling for your attention.
But now is not the right time for that. Commented Athena, in her mind. Now is the time for their math class, and none of them can escape this fact.
So she simply nodded to their greeting. So far so good. She gave a quick glance around the classroom. Odysseus, her favorite student, seemed rather eager for the class. He’s doing good as always, Athena thought. Eurylochus, on the other hand, seemed quite unsettled. Curious. Is it because of his homework? Athena wondered. And as she set her eyes on the next student, she called:
“What are you doing there, Mr. Polites?”
She could see his panic alright. But soon as Polites reclaimed himself she heard him say: “Sorry, Ms. Athena. I was just trying to pack this bag real quick.”
“What for?”
“Er, Ms. Athena…I don’t suppose this is the right place to say—”
“What for, Mr. Polites?”
He sighed. “It’s for a friend of mine, really. Today’s his birthday.”
As he finished, Athena caught a glimpse of the mild blush on Odysseus’s face. It wasn’t hard to figure out what exactly was happening here, but she merely said:
“Well, in that case, I might as well congratulate this friend of yours with a ‘happy birthday’. Hope he gets to be a valiant warrior, a warrior of the mind. And yes, you may sit down, Mr. Polites.”
As everybody settled on their seats, Athena quickly chalked a line of Greek on the blackboard. It reads: ΣΤΟΙΧΕΙΑ ΓΕΩΜΕΤΡΙΚΑ (Elements of Geometry). As soon as she finished, she said:
“Welcome to today’s math class, everyone. We’ll begin with a discussion on a simple problem in your textbook. Now, please turn to page 43, and evaluate the problem quickly. I’ll ask for your ideas in a few minutes.”
It’s not hard. Thought Odysseus. Just some simple geometry. You draw a perpendicular BC at point B with half the length of AB, and…
“Mr. Eurylochus, if you may?”
Eurylochus’s hesitation was all written on his face. And his silence was loud enough to speak for his cluelessness. I should help him. However, it’s not my turn. Thought Odysseus.
Athena apparently noticed something. “Mr. Odysseus, if you may?”
“Yes ma’am. You need to draw a perpendicular BC…now we have an auxiliary right triangle ABC, right? Draw an arc with center C and radius BC intersecting the hypotenuse at a point D. Then draw an arc with center A and radius AD intersecting AB at a point, say E. Now E should be the golden ratio point.”
“Good job. Now prove it.”
”Prove it?” now it was Odysseus’s turn to hesitate, but he hoped that he didn’t show it. However, Athena was quick to pick up something…else. “Well,” he started, “all I gotta do is…huh, what’s this bag for?”
A look at Polites was sufficient to explain everything.
“Mr. Polites! You seem quite eager to hand the present out, I see. Why don’t you give Mr. Odysseus a hand, by proving this point E to be the golden ratio point as he claims?”
Polites was eager, alright. He stood up swiftly, and said, “May I have a chalk, Ms. Athena?” After a moment Polites finished the proof on the chalkboard, saving the day. Then Athena complimented both Polites and Odysseus, and the class moved on.
But Eurylochus was uncomfortable with the compliment that Odysseus had received. Geometry is his strong point alright, thought Eurylochus, but let’s just wait till we get to arithmetics.
…
And soon they got to arithmetics. But there were only 10 minutes left for the class. So Athena decided to give a little quiz.
“I have a challenge, a test of skills.” said Athena, “the problem is, are you all ready for it?”
All nods. Ok. “Then let us begin by introducing a geographic fact. This is Troy, 600 miles away from us if you travel by sea. Now suppose that a ship travels at a speed of 5.755 miles per hour without the wind, and it is heading from Troy to Ithaca in full speed, and when it is 2.8 miles away from Ithaca it takes a turn to Temesa, sailing through 290 miles in total, and from there to Aeaea 158 miles away. Suppose the ship sails in a uniform speed, without any wind. How long does it take in total?”
Odysseus could see their expressions clearly. He could see Eurylochus busy doing the calculations, which wasn’t a surprise at all since he was so good at it. I could use a good right-hand man like him. Odysseus thought. And let’s see how Polites is doing. He seems to be struggling with it, which is not a good sign…
But what are you doing, Odysseus?
He had no idea. To be honest he haven’t even figured out how a decimal point works, but he’ll do it anyway, after all he’s a warrior of the mind! What do those miles add up to? 420? 420 divided by 5.755 is…730, right? Wait that 730 looks so familiar…isn’t that twice as long as 365 days? My goddess, that’s a really long time!
“Mr. Odysseus, what’s your answer?” From afar, he could hear Athena calling to him. But this time, there is no more hesitation. He had found his confidence. He knew his result to be true, though somehow he doubted the validity. But he’s gonna answer it anyway, knowing that had it been wrong, the fault was not his at all, but Athena’s. She provided the data, didn’t she? So nothing can go wrong. Just you chill, just you stand, just you answer.
”Ma’am…it’s two long years.”
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if you could pick any inter-team pairing out of all of the professional sports teams in the bay area who would be involved? what is your personal most ambitious crossover event of the century lmao
omg amazing questions, thank you 🫡
Under a cut bc I suffer from can't shut up on the internet disease
1. This is such a good question because for a metropolitan area that is absolutely dripping with sports teams and social media admins who are up in each other's grill constantly, we truly do not have that many juicy inter-team pairings. like obviously you are a scholar who has opened the minds and hearts of hundreds to the truth of Tony Kemp/Mike Yastrzemski and that one is elite. And why are the San Jose Barracuda and San Jose Giants' cursed fucking mascots always acting out with each other. BUT I think my favorite might be Buster Posey/Steph Curry for the NARRATIVE PARALLELS bc u know I love a parallel. drafted to shit tier teams! dragged them to greatness! the fall from grace and then the return! and they are both so cute in such an American way! idk if you read that Tim Kawakami dream diary piece on the two of them a couple years back in the Athletic but it literally rewired my brain. Like I had a legit mental breakdown reading it.
the parallels have become less powerful with Buster Posey retiring, but I literally dream every day of a urban fantasy fic where they are arranged married at draft bc the Bay Area faultlines are held together by ARRANGED MARRIAGE and SPORTS MAGIC and they have to right the sinking ships of their teams to stop the Bay Area from being destroyed from an earthquake (just roll with it) and along the way kind of grow into love and grow into companionship. I don't trust myself to write it bc I do not know anything about the Dubs in the early 2010s and also am too cheap to subscribe to the number of local newspapers' archives I would need access to to pull this fic off. but I want it so bad
2. This is ambitious bc your team is in hell and my players are in hell and while I am starting to feel hope that the Vegas deal falls through I am NOT feeling hopeful about my hockey blorbos' chances of success in the Sharks franchise now or like ever... but basically I want Nick Cicek of A's Hat Wearing Fame to fall in tender love with an A's player (unsure who, I need to familiarize myself better with your boys) and for both of them to either spend their careers in the Bay Area forever OR for both of them to absolutely firework for a season and then they both get traded and all I am left with are memories and my tears, as is typical of a sharks fan.
This is also very ambitious bc hockey and baseball is a hard crossover event since their seasons don't overlap and most North American hockey players somehow all end up in either Michigan or Toronto to train during the offseason so why would Nick be in the Bay Area during the offseason?? How would they meet?? But I dream of him being an A's wag and riding the Bart in anonymity to see his boyf 🥲 Need another public transit romance. Like I romanticized Caltrain, it is now time for me to turn my attention to Bart!!
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