(L"N my zadie Asher Zelig Ben Shmuel whose yortzeit is this Shabbos)
I was never very good at math. It all goes back to the fourth grade. I came down with a case of some ordinary childhood disease, probably chicken pox, at just the time that Mrs. Levine was teaching the class about the concept of percentages. I must’ve missed about a week of school, and when I returned to class, it seemed as if everyone was speaking Greek. Phrases like “50%” and “75%” and “a half” and “three-quarters” cut the air, and I simply did not know what these strange words meant. Mrs. Levine probably tried to catch me up with the rest of the class, but all I remember are feelings of frustration.
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
OU TORAH “The Many Lessons of ‘Half'” By Rabbi Dr. Tzvi Hersh Weinreb
(L"N my zadie Asher Zelig Ben Shmuel whose yortzeit is this Shabbos)
I was never very good at math. It all goes back to the fourth grade. I came down with a case of some ordinary childhood disease, probably chicken pox, at just the time that Mrs. Levine was teaching the class about the concept of percentages. I must’ve missed about a week of school, and when I returned to class, it seemed as if everyone was speaking Greek. Phrases like “50%” and “75%” and “a half” and “three-quarters” cut the air, and I simply did not know what these strange words meant. Mrs. Levine probably tried to catch me up with the rest of the class, but all I remember are feelings of frustration.
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