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I always love the “Doc Smith” approach to mathematics, where Our Hero glances at an equation (sorry, “formula”), and instantly says “of course…!”My experience is usually more like “I don’t know what on earth that means” … scribble, scribble, scribble …”Oh, yes, but what a weird way of writing it” … scribble, scribble, scribble …”now *this* should be a much clearer way” … scribble, scribble, scribble …”oh, it’s identical to what I started with. But *now* I understand it.” I can’t *read* maths, I can only write it :-)A colleague of mine put it better: “mathematics is not a spectator sport”.

One day a boy came walking home from school. On the way home he saw a creek. He quickly jumped in, clothes and all. When he arrived home completely soaked his dad asked, “Son what happened?”

“I jumped in that creek down the road.”
“Why did you do that?”
“I dunno.”

His dad was very angry and said, “If you jump in that creek again, just because, I’m gonna tan that hide – just because! Is that clear?”
“Yes dad.” replies his son.

The next day, the boy came home walking from school, and sure enough when he saw that creek, he jumped right on in.

When he went home, his dad knew what had happened and asked, “Didn’t I tell you not to jump in that creek again?”
“Yes dad, but Satan told me to do it!”

His dad, being somewhat religous, decided to give his son the benefit of the doubt and tells him – “Next time Satan tells you to do something like that, say ‘Satan get thee behind me in the name of Jesus’.”
“Ok dad.” replied the son.

Well the next day after school, the boy was walking across the bridge, and well you know the rest. He came home again soaked.

His dad said, “I thought I told you what to say when you came to that creek!”

“I said what you told me dad, and when I did, Satan pushed me in!”

Did you hear about the African missionary that gave some cannibals
their first taste of religion?

A nun and a priest were traveling across the desert and realized halfway
across that the camel they were using for transportation was about to die. They
set up a make-shift camp, hoping someone would come to their rescue, but to no
avail. Soon the camel died.

After several days of not being rescued, they agreed that they were not going
to be rescued. They prayed a lot (of course), and they discussed their
predicament in great depth. Finally the priest said to the nun, “you know
sister, I am about to die, and there’s always been one thing I’ve wanted here on
earth–to see a woman naked. Would you mind taking off your clothes so I can
look at you?”

The nun thought about his request for several seconds and then agreed to take
off her clothes. As she was doing so, she remarked, “Well, Father, now that I
think about it, I’ve never seen a man naked, either. Would you mind taking off
your clothes, too?”

With little hesitation, the priest also stripped. Suddenly the nun exclaimed,
“Father! What is that little thing hanging between your legs?”

The priest patiently answered, “That, my child, is a gift from God. If I put
it in you, it creates a new life.”

“Well,” responded the nun, “forget about me. Stick it in the camel!”