Over a fancy dinner last night, I asked Darrell about his
first crush. I told him about Kyle H. in fourth grade, who was really good at
math and could solve the riddles in the Arithmetwist workbooks. Darrell talked
about Emily in eighth grade (really boyfriend?? Your first crush was in eighth
grade?!). They were partners together for decoding a message in core/language
arts class. After they were the first ones to finish it, they memorized the
code and continued to write to each other in code for a couple months.
Of course, years later, the two of us meet while I’m
majoring in Mathematics and he’s in an accelerated academic program. He makes
fun of all the math or physics tricks that are normal parts of my life, and I
incessantly bring up his math competition trophies. The banter continues about
my love for calculus, his chess club competitions, our GPAs and other nerdy
things.
It makes me laugh that all those years ago, we already loved
the smarts and brains of other people…and that we can enjoy that with each
other now. Life is fun.
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