I can't tell you how many times I've walked into a science or math class just to hear one of my peers complain about how "we'll never use this when we grow up." Whenever I hear this, a million counter arguments run through my mind. I believe that more people ought to treat math and science with the gravity the subjects demand. I feel so strongly about the usefulness of math and science, that this complaint is one of the very few things that get me very angry incredibly fast. It's this sort of collective ignorance that will ruin the minds of the youth. If only others my age would open their thoughts to the poetry of reality that is science and the language of the world that is math, wonderful changes would come about to my generations sense of awe and appreciation for everything that can be studied.
To begin with, science is one of the most elegant subjects there is to study. Whether it be chemistry, physics, biology, or what have you, the uses are staggering. With the aid of objective scientific study, cures to any disease you can image can become reality, the world around us can be understood, and life can improve as we develop our understanding and expertise in any field of science. Studying any aspect of science can and will change the way the mind processes anything, adding depth and rationality to anyone's worldview.
Without math, science would not exist. Science and math go hand in hand, as math is the tool we use to explain everything we come to understand in the scientific world. Whatever the eye cannot see and observe, math can explain by painting a different sort of picture with equations. Math provides the sort of unchanging exactness that science requires. Upon realizing this, math can actually be seen as a very admirable subject. I was once interviewing my calculus teacher for an english class. The way she described how she feels about the subject of math really shook my perspective at the time and effectively describes how I feel for math now. I asked her why she loved math so much, and with a gaze that showed nothing but deep appreciation for the subject and a million thoughts rushing through her mind and showing in her eyes, she told me "...because it's just so unchanging. It's beautiful in a poetic way."
In conclusion, I believe that math and science are worthy of passion, not boredom. Only the ignorant feel that their uses are limited. With a firm understanding of math and science, the world becomes your playground. With science, our world can be understood with a degree of precision and objectivity. With math, what we come to hypothesize can be proven and understood further. I believe that if my peers were to take these subjects with the respect and awe they deserve, we would all be a bit better off.
Hi Ashley:
ReplyDeleteI found this subject quite interesting, and your writing very engaging. Needless to say, the subject seemed unusual but very welcome.
The paper becomes quite powerful when you describe, briefly, the encounter with the math teacher in an interview. I wanted to learn more about the poetry of math from that interview.
In other words, what would strengthen this paper is more evidence for how you came to this belief (per our assignment). That's the piece that needs developing here. How did you come to this belief.
This is, however, promising.
I like the phrasing here: poetry of reality that is science and the language of the world that is math,
why the shift to "you"? what have you
you need the verb form, right? you can image
capitalize? english
no postwrite?
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ReplyDeleteIt seems to me you're saying that I should talk more about how I came to my belief and give more support for it in my essay, but that so far, my essay looks promising.
I feel that you've addressed everything in my essay that needed addressing and there wasn't anything left unsaid.
I think that from your review, I have learned this: to be more strict with sticking to the topic on hand. This will help me keep that in mind for future assignments in this class.
Also, I posted my post write as a comment on the rough draft.