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Alfred Prufrock, junior math education major, feeling lost and helpless like any math student, “[Doesn’t] know why [he’s] a math major either.”
“Every time I tell someone that I’m a math major, they just look at me with such a blank, disillusioned expression on their face. It kind of reminds me of how I look in class when my professor mentions ‘basic’ math stuff like proving isomorphic quotient groups,” Prufrock said. “So … could someone help me out here?”
As a secondary math education major, Prufrock says he is forced into studying the most difficult and most evil of all known disciplines at the collegiate level, though he will be teaching middle school students how to add and subtract basic fractions.
“At this point, I’ve realized that it’s too late to jump ship — I mean, I’m in debt up to my bloodshot, stress strained eyeballs — but I guess if I continue to scrape by I’ll be able to teach your children someday,” Prufrock said.
Fortunately for Prufrock, the university requires that students achieve a C or better to pass their required math courses.
“It’s gotten to the point where I forgo attempting the high-level problems and just stick to what I know best: the absolute basics,” Prufrock said.
Because of this strategy, Prufrock has gotten used to the familiar bloodstain of red ink soaking his tests and quizzes.
“Frankly, I try to go easy on students [like Prufrock], but sometimes I just wonder why they are even in here in the first place,” said Sharon Goren, professor of mathematics.
