I walked into my school for the first time. At that time I really realized it was a building about to collapse, ugly as himself and with endless corridors that would take you anywhere but where you wanted to go. The truth is that there is an air Hogwarts Castle, crappy version. But we have so secret doors and hallways in one direction only, better not ask.
When I got to get to my class came the first surprise: I expected one of those overcrowded classes out on the news with people sitting in the floor, but instead I had settled a huge class with about 30 people scattered. Apparently physics is not as successful as Teleco, what can we do ...
But the surprise of the day was coming: the first class began. Era 'General Physics'. Just look at the face of the teacher to know that the man was bitter with this subject and taught it as it was not surprising. Although not expected to be entered on the first day I was ready with a couple of pages. Objectively, the class was boring, but with the excitement of thinking that was the first class passed quickly.
Then came, like a wind chill (that dramatic) the second class, 'calculation'. That word still makes me shudder. Upon arrival, the teacher said his name and began to write on the board as if he had a chilli in the ass. I have to admit that I was not able to follow the explanation. I got lost in the second sentence. I copied phrases and expressions that do not even understand. Worst of all, the name of the first track I was vaguely familiar: "The numbers naturales'. Sí, esos que aprendimos con 3 años: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
Pues por lo visto nuestros padres nos lo enseñaron mal. No tenían que habernos dicho: "Veeeenga, uuuuno, dooooos, treeeees". Tenían que habernos dicho: "Sea un espacio euclídeo de dimensión unidad perteneciente al espacio real incluído el dominio de los complejos". Eso sí, pisando unas palabras con otras intentando batir un record de velocidad al hablar y usando símbolos que no había visto en mi vida.
En mi defensa tengo que decir que todos los 'novatos' salimos de clase comentando lo mismo. Era triste, pero no habíamos sabido seguir una mísera clase de matemáticas básicas.
Thankfully, those early days (actually I think it was months) of strain go fast and if you like what you do you end up enjoying it.
The reason I write this is simply because the new course, I remembered that when it was new evidence never stopped looking for people to see how they were the beginning and the truth is I did not find much there ...
