As a kid, my parents were constantly on my case for watching too much TV. If it wasn’t my future education that concerned them (“You’ll never get into college watching that crap!”), it was my ocular health. (“You’ll go blind if you don’t move away from that blasted TV!”)
As an adult, I find that I use the lessons learned from all those years of singing along to television theme songs far more than anything I ever learned in geometry. I’m often thankful for the kernels of ’70s-theme-song-wisdom that randomly pop into my brain at just the right time. Feeling shy? Not to worry, I can turn the world on with my smile. Got a sweet new apartment? Nice, I’m movin’ on up like George and Weezy. Perhaps if Ms. Powell, my tenth grade geometry teacher, had put her lessons to music and sang them over and over to me each week, I’d have done better than a B- (okay, C+) in her class. Pay attention, Ms. Powell … here’s what I learned instead.
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