When I was young I was always good at good at math. I guess that is because my dad  pushed me to be my best, so I ended up being one of the first kids to count to one hundred. My lead soon began to drop, sure I still did well but I was not the best; which didn’t really bother me. I still loved math, it was my favorite subject. I loved solving puzzles in my head, and drawing 3 cookies to represent my work. Sometimes math feels long and I don’t enjoy it very much, but I think that is only because sometimes the teacher talks to long. When I get home from school and had math homework I would save it for last. I do this so that I can save the best for last. Now , I listen music while I do homework, and I do it in no specific order. I think that overall I am a good math student.