I sat there as a young man, not much older than The Boy, discussed his rules for the class and then broke us down into groups to work on a problem.
And a problem it was! Why do I care how many hands are shaken if everyone in a room shakes hands? Can't we just shake hands and have done with it?
Yeah, yeah, I know, that isn't the point. It still seems silly to me.

Math won't be so scary. I have my boys to help me and a good brain on my shoulders. I should be able to get this!
Hear that Myron? No matter what you try to disguise yourself as, I am on to you! At the end of the day, I will win, and you will eat my dust!
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