I was a fairly good student in high school but much of it was a blur and very little stuck to my brain.
- Calculus and Algebra. I think math is probably very interesting but besides the calculator app on my phone doesn’t play much of a role in my life. I wish it did. I still can’t quite figure out how to do percentages.
- French. I took it for five years. I can barely order a croissant in a Parisian café.
- English literature. Hawthorne. Faulkner. McCullers. Joyce. Emerson. They were a drag and a grind when I was a teenager. Now I read them for fun but would love to have Mr. Knies to help parse them.
- Sophomore year Shakespeare. My professor at Princeton was D.W. Robertson one of the world’s leading experts on the bard. Now all I remember is that he made us memorize the beginning of Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales and read Boethius’ Consolation of Philosophy. I don’t remember what they were about or why we read them.
- 10th grade Latin. I vaguely remember terms like ‘ablative’ and ‘declension’ but, besides memorizing the Lords Prayer in Latin (which I still know by heart), it’s all pretty much a tabula rasa.
- 10th grade American History. We had to memorize so many dates. Their significance is long lost on me but I suspect I never knew them. Just the numbers.
Junior year oceanography. I think tides have something to do with the moon but the rest is pretty fuzzy
- 10th grade Biology. As my own biology plays more and more of a role in my life it would be great if this science was less of a mystery. What does my pancreas do again?
- 11th grade chemistry: a complete blank.
- Physics: Did I even take it?
Lesson learned: Education is wasted on the young