Ode To Latitude
Math Repetition

Saturday afternoon was the day Mia hated the most. The last lesson of the afternoon was Mathematics, and today we have a replay of the operation of integers and fractions.

“That has not completed the replay cannot go home” said Ms. Rian while surrounding the class with rattan in her hand.

Rattan that Rian's mother uses to scare students, so as not to be lazy to learn.

Mia flipped through the paper containing the matter of repetition. The answer paper contains only the number one answer that he thinks is easy to work on. Mia repeatedly summed up the fractions but was unsure of the numbers she was working on.

Mia looked around the classroom, one by one the students came forward to collect the results, and say goodbye.

Rian's mother noticed Mia who was wailing around looking around her. Most of the scratch paper is still empty and some contain pictures of houses and trees.

Not long after, Aldo the most mischievous student in the class collected his retrial paper. Mia is of course shocked and increasingly stubborn to remember from ten questions, only one that can be done.

If Aldo who according to Mia stupid in math lessons can do a repetition, why not himself. Ah, it is possible that Aldo did his original repetition, so that Mia's inner home soon.

In the spirit of four-five, Mia filled her replay paper with summation numbers and confidently collected and went home on her own.

In his math lesson, replicas were distributed to all the children in the class.

“Yes,yes, yes can be seventy-five” Mia said showing off the value of replicates to friends who sit close to her.

“Aldo how much do you get?” Mia asked Aldo who was sitting some distance away from her.

“Eighty” Aldo said while thrusting his paper.

Just five figures difference Mia thought. It's okay, go home and he will show the results of the replication to his mother.

“Good day” greet Mia at home.

Regata welcomes the arrival of her daughter and Bi Nina. Mia looked happy. Regata asks her daughter what makes her look happy. Mia gave her replies.

“Seventy-five from where?” show Regata on Mia test results.

Turns out the value is 0.75. Regata researched his replicates. Number one was given 0.75 by his teacher for working on the half-true alias in the middle of the road the results changed. The rest got red ink.

“Starting today can't watch TV until your grades are good. Mama will list tutoring extra”

Regata massaged her head slowly seeing Mia's behavior.

At the time of elementary school, Regata was an exemplary student who often became a general champion, and was often sent to represent his school in the race. As for his daughter, the best grades are art and sports remaining standard and substandard mathematics.

“Try now six times eight how many” Regata tested Mia after reading the evaluation from the homeroom that her daughter did not memorize multiplication.

“six times six thirty-six, six times seventy-two, six times eight…. Six times eight..” Mia seemed to think hard.

Regata could not wait for his daughter to answer his question.

“Six times eight?” Regata repeated the question.

Mia recalled her teacher once said six times eight is equal to six counting eight times, or eight instead six times. Then Mia began to count

tiny fingers.

Regata surrenders. Let her daughter count with her fingers. Mia kept counting her fingers adventuring times as if unsure of the answer to her mother's question.

The next day Regata displayed a large poster of the multiplication table in his daughter's room.

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