Figuring fractions equals four-fifths more aggravation
Fractions troubled about three-fifths of us in school. I don’t know why. We were using fractions before we even began school. “My, how big you’ve grown. How old are you now?” The child beamed and held up his fingers. “I’m four. And a half.” But now when someone says to me, “My, how big you’ve grown. How old are you now?” first, I whap them halfway upside the head, then reply, “I’m in my 60s.” We have gone from tacking every fraction onto our age to rounding off that number to a general, roundabout, sorta-kinda nonspecific range: “In my 60s.” Unless ...