I hated geometry class in high school. I didn't see the use for proofs. In fact my brain seemed to freeze when we had to do them. It was frustrating, because I was always a good math student, not a natural like Billy, but I could usually pull A's with some effort.
Not in geometry though.
I was typical in my thinking that, "I would never use this stuff."
Mostly that is true ... at least regarding proofs, but in building things I use the A squared + B squared = C squared all the time ... and these days, I find myself needing to figure the volume of aquaculture tanks every once in a while.
Still it was a rough year in geometry class back in 1974. The geometry teacher was the Junior Class sponsor and the following year he and I worked closely on Prom preparations as I was the Junior Class President. I was busting my butt the morning of prom with the usual 6 kids who actually show up to help decorate, when he turned to me and said, " You know, last year in geometry class, I thought you were sort of a jerk, but you are all right."
I set my hammer down and smiled.
"Why, Mr. Bacon I was just thinking the same thing about you."
Below are two circles of sand created by ants in my driveway. Were they paying attention in class or what?
This may just be me, but the top lighter picture is weirding me out because almost every time I look at it, the circle seems depressed with the center area higher ... as if the circle was a groove.
It's like one of those funky magic picture pictures and I have to look at it from the side to see it as it really was.
Is it just me?
This darker ring of excavated sand only a few feet away looks perfectly normal to me.
Also odd that every excavating ant walked a set distance from the hole to deposit their load. Probably nothing more than the amazing combination of instinct and pheromones, but still a neat little wonder.
Just a little something Bear and I found on our walk.