At the end of each school year, I go through every single one of my
binders and sort my papers into three groups: things to keep, things to
recycle, things that can be used for scrap paper. Sometimes in my scrap
paper pile, I come across things from years ago. Here's a little
something I wrote when I was 11 for Career and Personal Planning.
And somehow I ended up in the faculty of Science. After reading this, I felt like I betrayed a huge part of myself.
Thing is, I don't recall ever being bad at math.
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