Kevin was my teacher of Calculus I last semester. I couldn’t find an exact personal adjective to describe his character till now. Math was only one word that gave me strong feeling to describe him. Therefore, I wanted to give a definition of math why I used it to describe a personal character first. Math was a word showing to me as a personal character like objectiveness, organized, accurateness. I didn’t know if it was the influence of math on Kevin’s character, or he chose math as a way to show his personal character. Mr. Kevin showed to me his personal character just like math. It was objective, organized, accurate.
At the first sight, Mr. Kevin showed to me a lot of math signs on his appearance. When he entered into the class at the first time, I could know he was a math teacher exactly. He always stood straightly like a ruler. His face was rectangle. His eyebrows, eyes, and mouth were three parallel lines. Drawing a straight line along his nose could be the y-axis, and his face, body, hand, leg, foot were symmetrical over this y-axis. It let me think he is an even function. I used to hate math, but his appearance changed my feeling of math. It helped me trying to accept math as a funny and interesting subject.
During his class, he had been showing to me perfectly about math character: what kind of attitude was objective, how I did was organized, and he showed accurateness on his behavior. Mr. Kevin won my respect at first because of his objective character. I was a rebel girl. I didn’t like to be judged by anyone. However, there were so many people around me who liked to judge me. They judged my behavior, my mind, my height, my weight with their rulers. Some people measured me with a giant ruler, and I looked like a tiny grain of sand in front of those people. Some people measured me with a small ruler, and I looked like a big apple in their eyes. Every time when I met a person who liked measuring me, I always showed him or her my worst side. I just wanted to scare them off, and let me alone. However, Mr. Kevin gave me a new concept of judgement. He was like an axis instead of a ruler. Any point on the axis was defined, include zero or negative numbers that couldn’t be measured by a ruler. At the beginning of Kevin’s class, I thought I was a negative number. I hate math. Math was a boring subject for me. My English was poor, and I couldn’t understand what Mr. Kevin was talking about in the class.
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All those just made me fall into the sleep, and I had even slept really in the class. There weren’t any other students sleeping in his class. As a result, my math quiz was also not good. However, I didn’t even find any bad sight from Mr. Kevin. When I asked him for some sample questions with my poor English, he was patient and treated me as the other students. After explaining, he always asked me calmly, “Does it make sense?” Although there were some questions that he had discussed in the class, his eyes and tongue didn’t show me “You were a bad student.” or “why you didn’t pay attention in the class.” He didn’t judge me with his ruler. He was just like an axis and showed objectively what is the position that I was standing. Therefore, I studied hard that I could. Finally, I got my first A on math only because I wanted to be a defined number in the domain of his function.
Mr. Kevin was also an organized person. I liked his course showing on moodle and in the class. It was neat and logical. Every concept and example that Mr. Kevin showed to me was step by step clearly. I just need to follow his process. Finally, I could find the right answer. I liked his handwriting. Every letter he wrote was capital letter just like printed. I could easily collect my class notes that I need and wrote them down as clean as Mr. Kevin did.
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The last character was accurateness that Mr. Kevin showed to me. At the first class I noticed Mr. Kevin entered into the class when minuter hand of the clock putting on the wall in front of our classroom pointed to nine. My math class started at 12:45. He gave me an impression of punctuality. Also, it aroused my curiosity. I kept watching the clock when he entered into the class. Almost every time he entered into the class when minute hand pointed to nine. I was curious very much what second he could be accurate when he came into the class. Unfortunately, the clock putting on the wall in front of the classroom didn’t have a second hand.
Above all, Mr. Kevin showed to me a perfect math character: objectiveness, organized, accurateness.