My class had seven math teachers in four years of high school. In grade 12, we got Mr. Katic as a math teacher. He was appalled with our knowledge of math. He said that this would be a huge problem for us at university.
In the first review test, the whole class got very low marks. Parents complained as it would affect our grade average. Mr. Katic insisted that we could deserve good grades but we needed to learn. He gave us a week to prepare for a re-test, and promised to help us practice for it.
We worked very hard that week. The results of the new review were much better! We realized that it was not too late and that we could still learn math and catch up with what we lost. At the end of the school year all of us had great marks in math, and even in AP Calculus.
We were happy knowing that we did it, but we forgot Mr. Katic’s role in this. So, I urged my father to go and thank Mr. Katic for his effort. My father told him: “Thank you very much for not letting me send my son to university unprepared.”
We all went to different universities and all of us were successful. I went to McGill. I wonder sometimes what would have happened had Mr. Katic chosen to give us easy math marks, instead of making the effort to really teach us math…