ADDICTED TO LOVE (part XVII)
I immersed myself into attending night classes at the University of Louisville. I was accounting clerk by day, student by night, and mother by the seat of my pants. Every business degree required that you complete a calculus class! My first attempt at the subject resulted with me dropping the class and enrolling in an algebra class during the summer break.
I was very prepared to tackle the calculus class that fall. As a matter of fact I had surprised myself by having a knack for algebra. Who would have ever believed it? Certainly not my high school algebra teacher nor my tutor! I was a miserable student then, but somehow I had blossomed into a deductive reasoning fool.
When I entered the classroom for my second try at calculus, I was amazed to find the most attractive and a very young man was teaching the class. In other words, he was a babe!
He passed out a test to gauge our algebraic abilities. I was quick to hand mine in first and scored a 100%. Let the games begin! ....every test he gave seemed to be composed for me. It became his quest to find a problem that I would have difficulty solving. It was a great class for me. A terrific challenge. It would be an understatement to say it was an epiphany for me.
The evening of the final exam finally arrived. I took my time completing the test, going over every question, completing both the extra credit problems. I was biding my time until everyone had handed in their papers and then I made my move.
We walked outside together and I told him how much I enjoyed his class, and what a great teacher he was, so inspirational. He asked me if I would like to go to The Cardinal Inn for a beer. Would I?!!!!
I am not certain how long we sat and talked. I do remember conversing about my amazing mathematical gift! And what a joy I was to have as a student. Afterwards, he walked me to my car and as I turned to say goodnight he grabbed me and laid on me the most wonderful and memorable kiss that there ever was! He said, "I've wanted to do that for a long time." and then, "I'll call you."
I waited and waited and waited. I finally gave up hope. He never did. Call me. I thought my magical mathematical powers were irresistible! I was crushed.
The next semester I saw him driving on campus. Along side him in the front seat was a woman. Our eyes met. His eyes said it all. I nodded and he smiled.
And that is all I have to say about calculus.