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Hmmm – after a glorious 20/20 on the English last week, a paltry 14/20 on the Maths this week.
I
didn’t understand most of the questions and started to panic. My
stomach literally started churning just like it used to at school.
I secretly hope that it can be explained by numeric dyslexia – but I fear that might be a weak excuse.
Anecdote:
When I first got to uni I pointed out posters to my friends.
They looked like this:
I couldn’t see what was wrong with them. I’ve always put this down to being slapdash and not paying attention to detail though.
Anecdote Ends
I got C and 4 grades at GCSE and IB subsid respectively – but I put a lot of effort in.
Equally
before we started househunting I couldn’t even say numbers with more
than 4 digits in – honestly tens of thousands just eluded me.
Hmmm – I think I’ll make this post University only!
