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Discovering Algebra
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Afternoon light
rakes across three lines inked in school boy Arabic as the scent of chocolate twirls around his head. Success smiles like a mother's face, then fades into obscurity; hides in memory under the name of another dream. His well of eagerness fountains into surprise; success chimes at a pen mark and eyes widen in resounding affirmation. Struggle looks up from the lines and shines with opulent victory - his first binomial equation. Success equals a flavor as sweet as a Hershey's kiss. |
John H. Freeman |
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