Making someone feel or look like an idiot is never a good practice, and completely ignores the fact that people's rates of learning differ, and some things come naturally and others don't. I still struggle with calculus today, not that I have a need to comprehend it, yet I used to enjoy algebra and arithmetic, but found the bulk of geometry seemed to be remembering the proof of theorems and that bored the pants off me! Each to his own.
Maurice
Nan also did counting songs when she worked, so I got up to ten!
Or we would sit and have a sing song in the afternoon.
One Man went to mow,
Ten Green Bottles,
1 2 3 4 5 Once I caught a fish alive,
Charlie Charlie Chuck Chuck Chuck, Went to bed with three old ducks, that wouldn't be PC now!
Fatty and Skinny went to bed, Skinny blew off! and Fatty dropped dead!
Who Killed Cocked Robin
Clear The Way For Old Bob Tyler,
Or just a line from a song, yer daddy's mutherrrr! Why Nan? Why? .....Why did I kiss that girl, why oh why oh why, ....I wish I was single me pockets would jingle......If Nan got a suprise, " I have seen it all now, you love another! In a Noel Coward type voice, or a phrase, to answer something I said, "don't go runnin off you got to 'old me 'and in 'ere" ....
"so 'old me 'and till love comes!", I am sure now that had conotations!
Whip it quick meant hurry up, she coupled that sometimes with a very rude phrase that I cannot put here, but it was a very early method of contraception. I never understood thankfully.
Naughty songs, I also never understood, like to the tune of The Ash Grove, I head that one again with the rugger lads!
Mum said, that war had a lot to answer for when your Nan was on nights on the NFS switchboard.