By BERN MORLEY
I like to think I’m fairly switched on; that at 38 years of age I have gained some pretty serious knowledge. I mean, my part-time day job involves me crunching numbers, calculating GST and personal tax requirements and all of those extremely unexciting taxation matters that most people would rather swim through a burning vat of fat of hot oil to avoid.
Why then, when my 13-year-old daughter comes to me with her Year 8 Maths Homework, do I have absolutely no idea how to help her?
Is it just that I’ve forgotten how to? That I’ve erased every single double maths period from my mind because it is simply too painful? Or is because the work itself has changed? Or is it because in the last twenty or so years since I left school, I haven’t been faced with the problem of 3 (x-2) = 2x + 1 because no one has spoken to me in fucking RIDDLES??