School Thursday

So for this post, I was going to post a sonnet I actually wrote containing my frustration towards math during a very dark time in my life, but i just realized that it contains errors. So maybe by next week it will be up. But for now, what am I going to talk about? Cursive. 

Does anyone else feel ripped off? We, the scholars of  this generation have been brutally lied to. Ever since we started we have been forced into this curvy, swirly, twirly way of 'neat' writing. Our hands were cramping up after forty-five straight minutes of writing A, B, C.... while our teacher was lecturing on how we are going to use it every day of our lives in high school and collage. I remember having a nightmare about cursive. And for what? What do I get out of all this pain and suffering? Nothing. Just every teacher telling me it needs to be typed. How many hours could you wrack up just with all the time spent on cursive? I don't know exact numbers, but it's about half a lifetime before you turned seven. No joke. We could have been doing more productive activities like learning Viking dance rituals.... (see the post below)    

Next week, a math sonnet. Until then, the cursive veto! Save the next generation.