I remember my muscles tensing and my body freezing, my eyes growing wider as my mind started to race and adrenaline started to pump.
“I don’t remember how I used to explain why dividing fractions oftentimes ends up with a quotient larger than either the dividend or divisor.”
A few panicky seconds passed.
“Oh my gosh — I can’t remember, I can’t remember,” I said to myself, over and over.
I searched for the answer in my mind. I worked examples, looking for the pattern that was going to -click- make everything fall into place. I knew this, but I just couldn’t remember.
“I have got to know this. I can’t just say ‘flip the second fraction and multiply,’ without being able to explain why.”
I looked at the clock, on the off chance that it might give me the answer.
Knowing that I don’t start teaching fourth grade for another two and a half months, I did my best to let it go, telling myself I could look it up in the morning. “Besides, that’s not even a fourth grade standard,” I added for good measure.
To my later-in-the-morning amazement, I actually went back to sleep.
A new grade level is going to be fun!