FFfAW — Frozen Fingers

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The excruciating pain Mark felt in his arm roused him from his deep slumber. He screamed out in pain, waking his wife Debra, who reached over and turned on the night table lamp. She saw her husband grabbing his arm, racked with pain.

“Oh my God, Mark,” she exclaimed. “What is wrong with your hand?”

“I don’t know,” he responded, still grimacing. “My hand is cramped and I can’t move my fingers. It hurts like hell.”

“I’m going to get the heating pad,” Debra said, getting out of bed and running to their bathroom. She rushed back to the bedroom, plugged in the heating pad, and wrapped it around Mark’s forearm and hand.

Within a few minutes the warmth of the pad began to relieve the pain in Mark’s hand and he was able to move his fingers.

Mark had spent most of Labor Day painstakingly putting together a crib and other baby furniture for his newborn granddaughter, who had just come home from the hospital.

“I’m never buying furniture from Ikea again,” Mark said.

(175 words)


Written for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt. Thanks to Priceless Joy for the prompt and to artycaptures.wordpress.com for the image.

 

WordPress Weirdness

I published a post earlier today in response to today’s WordPress one-word prompt, “educate.” Everything seemed to work fine and my link back to the WordPress daily prompt page was successful.

A few hours later, I published another post and that post, too, seemed to publish successfully.

But a few minutes ago I checked my blog and the earlier post was no longer there. Poof! It was gone! Disappeared! Vanished! Even the link on the WordPress Daily prompt didn’t work anymore. Anyone who clicked on it got this message:

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My second post of the day was still there. But not the first one. I checked my published posts, my draft posts, my scheduled posts, and even my trashed posts. Nada. Nothing.

What the hell happened to that first post?

I primarily use my iPhone to publish my posts and, between the time I published that first post and the second one, my iPhone automatically downloaded an update to the WordPress app.

So the only explanation I can come up with is that the update to the app somehow misplaced my first post of the day. Well, I guess the good news is that it didn’t disappear all of my posts.

Fortunately, I had a backup of that missing post and restored it to its rightful place on my blog. Unfortunately, it was a real pain in the butt to have to do so.

Ah technology!

 

The Price for Humanity

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DACA, the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals (DACA) program that protects nearly 800,000 young, undocumented immigrants (aka, “Dreamers”) from deportation, was created in 2012 by the Obama administration after several failed attempts in Congress to pass a law to protect these undocumented immigrants.

The latest reports are that Donald Trump is going to announce tomorrow that he is ending the controversial program. However, he is allegedly going to give Congress six months to craft a bill to replace DACA.

What I’m about to say is rumor, but it comes from some usually reliable sources. Are you ready? Trump wants to tie the continuation of DACA to Congress approving funding for his infamous southern border wall.

Yes, you heard that right. Trump may be using his wonderful, beautiful wall…you know, the one that Mexico was supposed to pay for…as a bargaining chip.

Apparently he is willing to trade the futures of 800,000 dreamers for money to pay for his unnecessary and ill-conceived border wall.

Again, this is an unsubstantiated rumor, but it doesn’t sound that far-fetched to me, based upon Trump’s campaign promises and his nature.

Of course, with today’s headlines about North Korea, DACA and the border wall may be the least of our problems.

Algebritis

Modesty aside, I was a damn good student in high school. I was always placed in the top group of academically oriented, high-potential, college-bound students. I was inducted into the National Honor Society in my junior year and I graduated with an overall 3.4 GPA. Not too shabby, huh?

But the truth is that my GPA would have been even higher had it not been for algebritis, a condition that stems from a dread of having to perform higher-level mathematics and is characterized by intense headaches, nausea, muscle aches, and depression.

Algebritis often results in performance anxiety or outright failure to achieve an equation. And remember, if attempting to solve an equation lasts for more than four hours, consult your math tutor immediately.

My fragile teenage self-esteem, already weakened by a mouth full of metal, a face full of acne, thick, geeky glasses, and a body that more closely resembled a stork’s than a human being’s, was further shattered by my math teachers’ failed attempts to educate me on the finer points of algebra and other forms of higher mathematics.

My grades in algebra, geometry, and calculus classes were the only blots on an otherwise sterling record of academic achievement.

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Hey, I was a smart kid, right? So why could I not, no matter how hard I tried, fathom the deep, dark mysteries of algebra? The expression “solve for X” sent shivers up and down my spine.

And I really had difficulty grasping how being able to master algebraic expressions and formulas would have any value to me later in life.

But the good news is that my fear of higher mathematics is not unique. According to research at the University of Chicago, “mathematics anxiety can prompt a response in the brain similar to when a person experiences physical pain.”

Studies have found that even the “mere anticipation of doing mathematics” changes functioning in that region of the brains of people with high levels of math anxiety.

The same region of the brain also appears to register intense emotional anguish, like the feelings surrounding a bad breakup. Or failing an algebra test.

Schools are under increasing pressure to produce graduates “with high-level math skills for the growing fields of science, technology, and engineering.” But is mastery of algebra and geometry really that critical for success in the “rigors of the workforce”?

Now that I’ve reached “later in life,” I realize that, for me, anyway, algebra actually had little use in the workaday world. I was relatively successful in my five decade career, but I honestly can’t remember ever having to use ever use algebra in my working life. Between calculators, laptops, software like Excel, iPads, and even calculator apps on smartphones, I am virtually never called upon to manually “solve for X.”

Sure, I use basic arithmetic all the time, like to calculate the amount to leave as a tip for the server at a restaurant or to ensure I have sufficient funds in my bank account to pay upcoming bills. But that’s simple and highly practical arithmetic. And honestly, that’s all that most of us, except, perhaps, for rocket scientists or engineers, really need.

So my advice to those worried school officials is to chill out. Forget about force-feeding algebra to your non-mathematically inclined students. Focus your well-intentioned efforts on those with the aptitude and interest in learning higher mathematics.

For the rest of your students, teach them how to balance a checkbook, create a budget, do their taxes, calculate mortgages or rent payments, decide whether it’s better lease or purchase a car, and to figure out how truly unhealthy drinking a two liter bottle of Coca-Cola really is.

Hey, it’s only two liters. It’s not like drinking one of those huge, 16-ounce cups of soda that were banned in New York City, right?


Written for today’s one-word prompt, “educate.”