A Relationship

By Tracy Mitrano. I fell in love when I was 15 with a classmate in my all girls’ Catholic high school. Our college-bound track divided between two math classes. In the room across the hall, our friends had the mad math teacher who pioneered individualized learning. Valerie and I had four successive teachers, elderly nuns who either died or were too senile to monitor anything much less algebra in the course of that year. Read more...