I think it was third or fourth grade for me. For a while I was adamant that negative numbers didn't exist.
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That's about what I figured.
Last night in after care, my very precocious first-grader was switching all of her homework problems so the answers could be in negative numbers, and I thought that was really pretty advanced for her.
I let her do it, because I figured it would make her teacher laugh.
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I can beat them with pointy sticks for this, right?
That sounds about right. I should remember when CJ was studying negatives, but I'm a-blank.
He does test this weekend to see if he can take Algebra next year. Seventh grade. For Algebra. I'm still agog.
Very advanced. In fact, one of the things I think we railed against in a previous discussion was the tendency of teachers up until second or third grade to say that you can't subtract a larger number from a smaller one!
There was actually a bit of a disconnect for me with it. She writes at least 1/3 of her numbers backwards, but she gets negative numbers. I realize those things come from different parts of the brain, but I was really like, "Whoa, girl!"
My older brother and I taught our younger brother about negative numbers when he was in second grade. He grasped the concept pretty easily.
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Seventh grade. For Algebra. I'm still agog.
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My brother taught me algebra in first grade, and I remember getting it and liking it. Of course, I forgot everything shortly thereafter, but there you go. It probably got stored with knowing German, which mysteriously purged itself from my brain.