I just got back from taking the GRE (Graduate Record Exam), part of my preparations to try for graduate school this Fall. I studied pretty hard for it the last few weeks, working practice problems over and over and over again, especially in the math sections. As I expected, I did really well on the verbal section but really mediocre on the math section. This has been the pattern of my life since my early high school years. I do recognize the importance of math to a well-rounded education, but frankly, the circumstances of my life have never allowed me to obtain a good math education.
As for myself, I doubt that I will ever be “great” at math. Not because I “can’t,” but because the course my life is moving is generally not oriented toward math and science. Although it is an important part of a well-rounded education, I’m not 21 anymore with whole huge vistas of undiscovered country just waiting for me to go out and conquer them. I’m 35 and have spent almost a third of my life working in retail jobs, first because I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life and later because it was all I could find to do in order to get money to pay for school. I think that the best I can hope to do in coming years is “damage control,” trying to shore up some things here and there and making sure that my own children get a good math education.
At any rate, the GRE is behind me (whew!) and I can now complete the application process to the University of Dallas, where, assuming my bombed-out math scores don’t override the stellar letters of recommendation several New St. Andrews faculty members wrote for me, I plan to begin a Master’s program in humanities this Fall.