When I was a junior high school student, I went to a cram school. The teachers gave students lots of homework everytime. I'm not good at math and I dislike it, so everytime I left math homework till last. Every week, I did math homework the day before math class. I often asked my mother when I had questions about homework. She tried to answer difficult questions and she taught me how to work out. However, I rebelled against her because I hated math and I didn't want to think about math questions. I said to her "Why do you work out that quwstion like that? I don't know the reason. Please tell me more clearly." or "Why do I have to study math? I think I don't need such studying to live." I rebelled her from the feeling of impatience that I take math class and listen the lecture carefully, but I can't understand math.
After I graduated junior high school, my behavior has changed. (Of course I din't like math even I became a high school student.) Math became more and more difficult, and I noticed that my mother can't teach me math anymore. I stated solving my problems by myself.
