this number was hell for me in elementary school

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And this is what I got from my visit to Texas! I was told that I am legally obligated to say, “I found this really cool Whataburger™ waiting number/card in the parking lot during my first trip to Whataburger™!” Now that the legal stuff is done I can talk about this brand spanking new MGS2 guide my amazing girlfriend picked up for me! Really, she picked this up a few weeks ago when she initially went back to Texas to stay with her family but I’m still excited about it! I actually have my Dad’s original guide from 2001…but I beat the hell out of that thing in during the end of my elementary school and beginning of my middle school years. I had a really hard time transitioning (from elementary to middle school) and I started going back to MGS2 around 2004-2005ish and played that game 17 times to completion using our original guide. And I only stopped counting after 17..I still used it every so often after that but at that point (and still holds true today) it’s just muscle memory and I no longer need it - even for the secrets. 

I am so happy to have this new copy! Even though I’m 90% sure I still have the poster in my Dad’s old guide - I decided to remove the poster from the new one and I plan on having it framed when I find a permanent place!

glitter--stuff  asked:

6 and 27 :)

6. What color is your room?

a nice greenish blue, i really love it even though i picked it like 10 years ago

27. Whats the story behind your nickname?

i sat next to one of my very best friends in my freshman english class and we would always write on each other’s papers and erase shit and be generally annoying and we would always erase the ends of each others’ names while they weren’t looking so heather became heathe and katherine became kathe.

ALSO a boy from my elementary school remembers almost nothing about me except apparently i told him how much i love pesto on the bus on our way to a field trip one time and i wouldn’t shut the hell up about it (i have no explanation idk why i’m the way i am) and my current friends think that’s just hilarious so boom. “pesto kathe”

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iamathug  asked:

Hi, Wil! I read somewhere you are an atheist. If so, what made you become one? (not insulting, im a fan and loved your performances in Stand By Me and Star Trek.) and Merry Christmas Eve!!

I was raised attending a very judgmental, intolerant, authoritarian parochial school. I spent the first few years of elementary school being absolutely terrified that the God they taught about was pissed at me for one thing or another, and that I was going to screw up and go to Hell for any number of things.

Then my dog died around 3rd grade, and my teacher told me – well, scolded me, actually – that she wasn’t going to Heaven, because animals couldn’t make the affirmative choice to accept Christ. This really bothered me, because I’d been taught that basically the whole point of life on Earth was living it according to all these strict rules, so we could go to Heaven.

Shortly after that, I asked one of the authority figures at the school if my uncle, who was the coolest and kindest and most thoughtful person I knew, was going to Hell because he was a Buddhist. They furiously denounced him as evil and bad, and that, yes, he was going to Hell.

This didn’t make any sense at all to me, because my uncle was a good and honest and awesome person who was an inspirational figure to me in my life, and I couldn’t understand why his religious choice meant he was going to suffer for eternity. I mean, I get why the people teaching us this version of their religion believed that, but it didn’t make sense to me.

And that’s when it all started to unravel for me, because it just didn’t make sense. Also, around this time, my mom went religion shopping. Every weekend we were at a different church, and they all basically said, “We are right, everyone else is wrong, give us your money.” I was still really young – probably 10 or 11– and it just felt like a giant scam to me. I wasn’t getting anything positive out of having religion in my life, and I resented having to spend time sitting through sermons and things like that. I started to feel like religion was a very complex story that they were telling us to keep us afraid and controlled.

I think it was in 5th or 6th grade that I read Edith Hamilton’s MYTHOLOGY for the first time, and I remember thinking that these gods in various myths were also stories people told each other to explain things that they didn’t understand or needed to put into a certain context. I did some kind of math, and realized that it was all fiction. All of it. It was all stuff that they made up, and I didn’t need that stuff in my life.

I’ve gone through various phases of not having religion in my life, from being the smug, condescending r/atheist type when I was a teenager to a much more tolerant “your beliefs belong to you, just keep them out of my face” type that I mostly am, now. 

I get that some people want and need religion in their lives, and I know plenty of people who get a geat deal of comfort and joy and positive benefit from their faith. I also get that the vast majority of religious people are kind and awesome and take the teachings of the Biblical Jesus to heart in wonderful ways that inspire them to be kind and generous and patient. I also absolutely despise the American Taliban types who try to use religion to deny rights and equality to people they don’t like.

I would prefer that religious institutions and public institutions be firewalled off from each other. I’d prefer that religious organizations were taxed, and that the scamming televangelists that John Oliver exposed this year would go to jail for fraud.

But I am a realist, and I know that won’t happen in my lifetime.

Thanks for your question.

I’m sick of old people hating on the way we teach math.

To start out, I’m 32. I was taught math the same way ever 32 year-old in public education was taught math, and I became exceptionally bad at the subject once long division and algebra were introduced.

My biggest frustration was that I never knew the why we did things the way we did, and we were not taught this. As a consequence I never fully grasped the basics well enough to launch me into more complicated maths with any amount of success.

Every once in a while on Facebook, one of the Old People (likely a family member, usually above 50 but not always) will post a GOOD OL’ DAYS post wherein they bemoan the use of “Common Core” in classrooms.

I took a hard look at the way some young students are being taught math–in this case, subtraction. Let’s look at two ways to do a simple subtraction math problem. The left is the new way, the right is the way I grew up using.

READY?! HEAVEN OR HELL.

FIGHT!

Okay, both ways yielded the same answer. The fact that it’s the correct answer is a nice bonus. But what did we do?! The “new” way involves turning the subtraction problem into a series of addition problems. The “old” way is straight subtraction, with the fun added bonus of “borrowing” numbers.


The biggest thing to keep in mind with this is that the “new” way is being taught as a foundation to very young minds. We are building the base of their math education by fostering creative ways to solve problems–I could have done this in fewer steps. I could have done it in more. A seven year-old doing this sort of problem is strengthening their skills with addition.

The old way involves pretending certain mathematical concepts don’t exist. AS we’re breaking down our equation, I know that 7-8 equals -1, but in the context of the problem at hand, that doesn’t make any sense. The formula I was taught suddenly breaks because negative numbers exist.

I had elementary school teachers flat out tell me that negative numbers did not exist, despite being taught by my older siblings that they did (and knowing how to do a few simple math problems with them).

Instead we were told you can’t subtract eight from seven, and that’s stupid as hell when you’re trying to build a child’s knowledge of how mathematics function.

Anyway, this bothered me and I had to write something up. As mentioned, I suck at math so I’m hoping I articulated myself properly.