June 19th, 2006

brain: size matters

Another strange dream

I had another strange dream last night (or this morning, depending on how you want to look at that time when I'm semi-conscious). Granted, it's not as twisted as the last dream, but it's still a bit strange.

I was in a room with two or three of those long tables, and Dan [a friend from Nerd Squad in high school] was writing the definition of a Cartesian product on a blackboard in the front of the room. [Let A and B be sets. Then

A x B = {(a,b): aÎA and bÎB}

is the Cartesian product of A and B.]

En continuant, I turned around, and Miss Kay, my gifted reading teacher all three years of middle school, was sitting alone at one of the tables. She said, "If you can't remember this now, how do you expect to remember it in Math 408?"

And then I woke up. (I did sleep through the night, though!)

Now what? In a way this dream is even more messed up than the one with the airplanes. First, Dan is in engineering now, so he may or may not have encountered the formal Cartesian product. Okay, fine, but he was also in Nerd Bowl, and he knew all sorts of stuff that most people don't.

Second, I nearly made the first B ever from Miss Kay. That didn't happen, though. It actually didn't happen for four more years, until I got bored with high school and decided to leave. This was the same woman who told me, "I wish someone would give you a B so you could get over it." I still haven't told her, but that's because I haven't seen her to do so.

Third was Miss Kay's comment. My first thought was "But Math 480 is the senior seminar!" My second thought was about her comment. What if I don't remember the material? What if, despite my love of math, I forget what I've learned when I need it most?

I need a doubt tag. I would definitely use it.
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