I used to hate math. Like, hate it with a vengeance kinda thing. No problems whatsoever with the teacher. Nice guy and all. Then he left. And an older man was the replacement. Suddenly, boy do I LOVE math! I went from a -F, if there's such a grade, to a B. I remembered him telling me, I actually had it in me, just needed the key to open the door
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