Taking The Stress Out Of Mathematics by John/Enjoy Learning Math/Fun With Numbers/Learning Made Easy

 

Taking The Stress Out Of Mathematics

 

The meaning of existence,

is in the Math.,

‘Can it be so?’

I hear you laugh,

Understanding the numbers

and how they relate,

is a matter of love,

and never hate!

 

John

This subliminal meditation is here.

Original Artwork and Words by John

There is a selection of my art on canvas and other 

mediums available in my

Bonanza Shop here.

 

I have two self-help stories available exclusively on

 Amazon, either on the Kindle or paperback, and I do

 hope that you find them interesting, thought-

provoking, and, most of all, enjoyable: -

 

The Rock Philosophy

This simply written short story is aimed at those who

 seek to understand themselves, and through

 understanding themselves comes a greater

 understanding of life. 

 

The Life of Jesus

(as witnessed by his brother)

Much has been written about Jesus, and no matter your

 view on religion or Christianity, this person, whether he

 was as described in the bible or not, has singularly

 shaped, to a greater or lesser extent, the lives we lead

 today through his wisdom. There are many versions of

 the story, but there is only one truth, and is it not

 better to know the truth?

 

You are most welcome to visit my self-help youtube

 channel Advantage Subliminal

 

And you will find an excellent read in this story by my son Colin, and it is here.

Learning Made Easy by John/Pass your Tests/ Exams/Accruing Knowledge/Enjoying Learning

 

Learning

 

I cry with frustration to the heavens,

for my mind is all at sixes and sevens.

I cannot grasp what I need to know,

the seeds of knowledge will not sow!

I know that I should love to learn,

and perhaps with myself, be more stern.

What if I could change and naturally be the best,

never struggling or worrying about a test!

No more of my studies would I fluff,

‘cause I’d be on the ball and know my stuff!

 

John

This subliminal meditation is here.

There is a selection of my art on canvas and other 

mediums available in my

Bonanza Shop here.

 

I have two self-help stories available exclusively on

 Amazon, either on the Kindle or paperback, and I do

 hope that you find them interesting, thought-

provoking, and, most of all, enjoyable: -

 

The Rock Philosophy

This simply written short story is aimed at those who

 seek to understand themselves, and through

 understanding themselves comes a greater

 understanding of life. 

 

The Life of Jesus

(as witnessed by his brother)

Much has been written about Jesus, and no matter your

 view on religion or Christianity, this person, whether he

 was as described in the bible or not, has singularly

 shaped, to a greater or lesser extent, the lives we lead

 today through his wisdom. There are many versions of

 the story, but there is only one truth, and is it not

 better to know the truth?

 

You are most welcome to visit my self-help youtube

 channel Advantage Subliminal

 

And you will find an excellent read in this story by my son Colin, and it is here. 

Concentration, Focus and Memory by John/Natural Ability/Accurate Memory/Instant Recall

 

Concentration, Focus and Memory

 

No more the fluttering, mental butterfly,

flitting here and there with wistful sigh.

I am a newfound master of the mind,

sharp and focussed, one of a kind!

 

John

This subliminal meditation is here.

There is a selection of my art on canvas

and other mediums available in my

Bonanza Shop here.

 

I have two self-help stories available exclusively on

 Amazon, either on the Kindle or paperback, and I do

 hope that you find them interesting, thought-

provoking, and, most of all, enjoyable: -

 

The Rock Philosophy

This simply written short story is aimed at those who

 seek to understand themselves, and through

 understanding themselves comes a greater

 understanding of life. 

 

The Life of Jesus

(as witnessed by his brother)

Much has been written about Jesus, and no matter your

 view on religion or Christianity, this person, whether he

 was as described in the bible or not, has singularly

 shaped, to a greater or lesser extent, the lives we lead

 today through his wisdom. There are many versions of

 the story, but there is only one truth, and is it not

 better to know the truth?

 

You are most welcome to visit my self-help youtube

 channel Advantage Subliminal

 

And you will find an excellent read in this story by my son Colin, and it is here.

Starting School

 Parkhead Primary School

 

As you will know from my previous blog, I have a twin sister Isabel and of course she and I started school at the same time.

 

A bit about the schools first, we began primary school in the old primary school in West Calder, and it was very close to the old West Calder High School. Eventually we moved from the old Primary School to the sparkling new Parhead Primary School which is still going to this day. Then the same happened again, we attended the old high school in West Calder then we were moved to the brand new and enormous looking new West Calder High School in Polbeth. It is now a housing estate and there is another new West Calder High School situated between Polbeth and West Calder. In those days there were no computers, calculators or mobile phones, it was all done my brain (such as it was), pencil, paper and eraser.  In fact now I remember we also had inkwells on our desks in Primary School and learned to use pens with nibs and blotting paper, most young people now adays wouldn't know what they were. The new High School was amazing because it had a swimming pool and we were taught to swim. Gym was never my thing and I could never seem to master climbing a rope!

New schools though felt new, with

brand new furniture, brand new blackboards but same old teachers, bless them all!

 

I wanted to tell you about my first day at school, my Mum got Isabel and I all dressed up in our new school uniforms and we had to get the bus into school.  My Mum led us into the room where all the new, rather, nervous pupils with their parents were. I learned later that my Mum was worried about how Isabel would be on her first day but it was needless, Isabel was like a duck to water, absolutely no problem. Me on the other hand, well, how could my Mother leave me with all those strangers, I bawled and I seem to remember hanging onto my Mother's ankles when she tried to leave.

 

There is a footnote to the school story. My little sister, Helen, was 4 years younger than us and she watched us going to school each day and couldn't (as I found out later) wait to start. She must have been about 4 when one of my Mum's friends thankfully came upon young Helen with a vanity case in hand standing at the bus stop determined she was going to school and returned her home.  My Mother thought she was out playing with her friends, the little scamp! That feeling of wanting to go to school I am sure didn't last when she had to go to school!

My First Job

 

I think I was 14 when my mother spoke to our local milkman (from the Co-op) when he came around to get paid, for in those days milk was delivered to your door in glass bottles. She managed to get me a job which meant an early start, up at 4am, for a 4.30 start, in all weathers, 7 days a week.  On school days we finished in time to go home, grab some breakfast, get changed then off to school. At weekends we did the full milk run and finished 9 -10 o’clock.  Along with those early starts I still had my brass band practice two nights a week and during the summer playing at Gala days and competitions as well. So my life was pretty hectic, but they were great times. I remember going into the Co-op offices on a Friday after school to collect my first wage and in those days, it was always real money, not bank transfers.  I received my little wages envelope form the clerkess and once outside, glowing with pride and anticipation, I couldn’t wait to rip it open and there it was, my wage for working 7 days a week, one single pound. I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

 

Me and the other milk boy, Tom Kelly, used to have some fun.  One early morning when we were delivering along his street he ran in and came out with a hot cuppa for me with a good mix of fairy liquid included (washing up liquid for dishes). It was just as well he was nippy on his feet, for after I had finished choking and spluttering, I don’t know what I would have done to him if I had caught him. But we settled down and laughed about it, however I was left for a little while with a bad taste in my mouth.  Another time our milkman went into his house and left us two miscreants outside. Tommy let off the hand brake and we pushed the milk truck (safely) along the road aways to give our milkman a fright, which we did! There was blood spilled though for when I was pushing the truck I had one of my hands over one of the indicator lights and it broke and I still have the faint scar to this day.

 

One morning in the dark I got a real fright.  I was carrying my milk bottle carrier (held maybe 10 bottles) and I climbed external stairs to collect the empty bottles and replace them with fresh bottles. I got to their door and much to my horror I saw a large pair of pink eyes staring at me in the dark and I nearly dropped my carrier and bolted, however on courageous inspection, at least I tell myself that, I discovered it was a massive albino rabbit that must have escaped from its hutch.