Why I sit through algebra class
If we had never heard of circles or lines,
Or had to dig deep into the depths of our minds,
If we had never faced the algebra teacher's wrath?
If we had never set out on this number-y path;
Never learned to count pennies and dimes,
Or even to make graphs of certain designs,
Oh! would not the world be a jumbled mud bath?
No buildings or bridges would be able to stand;
Nor could any drill sergeant give marching commands;
And music would have no rhythm or tone.
So though geometry may bore and exhaust you,
And the end of calculus is far overdue,
Just remember that math is very important!
I loved the rhythm of this poem and you did a great job using the Petrarchan rhyme scheme! I liked how the question is answered in the last few lines of the poem perfectly. I also enjoyed all of your examples of everyday math applications. Thanks for reminding me why I sit through algebra class!
ReplyDeleteI loved your approach to this poem - I never would have thought to write a poem about math! Like Anna said, you followed the Petrarchan sonnet format nicely. Your tone shift was clear, going from focusing on math itself to its everyday importance. You did a perfect job of answering the question posed ("would not the world be a jumbled mud bath?") as well!
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