"Hello Ma'm, I've read the whole book but I can't make out head or tail of anything. Looks like I'll have to come over and get some basic ideas from you," I said over the phone fixing an appointment for the next day with my guide and teacher. An appointment I dreaded because my guide wasn't too happy guiding a cross major.
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With just 3 weeks for the exam I was at a loss at understanding the complications of literature as I was more familiar with the facts and figures of science and scientific thinking and didn't have much patience with abstract theories or ideas. With the afternoon at my disposal, I decided to give it a second reading, a trial so as to be of least burden to my guide as she had a regular college routine to follow. I was an extra candidate she was guiding out of obligation to a friend and colleague.
The book in discussion was a thin one, some 80 pages or so. "Now com'on," I said to myself. "Just imagine this were an Agatha Christie or a Gardener's book. Would 80 pages be a burden?" ... And she's going to explain whatever you don't understand anyway, so what's the problem.
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And with that I sped through the pages again. Some names and some theories each one was proposing. A's theory made sense if he were referring to B's theory who in turn was referring to C's theory.And what was C saying? More or less like the substitution equations we had done at Maths. Maths? My guide would have a fit if I were to mention that word.
Yet the more I thought about it, the more it seemed to fit in.The next day before starting my class I asked my guide whether my understanding of what I guessed was right.
"Sure! she said. "That means you've got the main point... Only yesterday you sounded so lost. So I was wondering from where to start..."
That's how we started together, each complementing the other's work. I was working on a new topic. So I collected all the information which was useful to her. Our starting problems were over.
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With just 3 weeks for the exam I was at a loss at understanding the complications of literature as I was more familiar with the facts and figures of science and scientific thinking and didn't have much patience with abstract theories or ideas. With the afternoon at my disposal, I decided to give it a second reading, a trial so as to be of least burden to my guide as she had a regular college routine to follow. I was an extra candidate she was guiding out of obligation to a friend and colleague.
The book in discussion was a thin one, some 80 pages or so. "Now com'on," I said to myself. "Just imagine this were an Agatha Christie or a Gardener's book. Would 80 pages be a burden?" ... And she's going to explain whatever you don't understand anyway, so what's the problem.free digital photos.net
And with that I sped through the pages again. Some names and some theories each one was proposing. A's theory made sense if he were referring to B's theory who in turn was referring to C's theory.And what was C saying? More or less like the substitution equations we had done at Maths. Maths? My guide would have a fit if I were to mention that word.
Yet the more I thought about it, the more it seemed to fit in.The next day before starting my class I asked my guide whether my understanding of what I guessed was right.
"Sure! she said. "That means you've got the main point... Only yesterday you sounded so lost. So I was wondering from where to start..."
That's how we started together, each complementing the other's work. I was working on a new topic. So I collected all the information which was useful to her. Our starting problems were over.
