The Impossible Maths Question

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                        - By Jamyang Drolkar Phuntsho (Year 5)


One fine morning, our hero stared through the window, thinking "Maths is so boring.." But just as he was thinking he was called to the blackboard to write the answer to a question.


He had no clue what the question was. Our hero started to panic. He thought "I can't do this! I'm no match for a question I didn't hear!"


Everyone in class was watching, he couldn’t think straight with all the thoughts of failure swirling through his mind.


So he guessed the answer.


Not with one number.


Not with two.


Not with three.


Not with four.


Not with five.


SIX whole numbers.


Others thought he was stupid to put six numbers into one answer.


Some thought he was certain to have the wrong answer.


Our hero just had to have hope.


The teacher stepped forward. As quiet as a mouse.


She took one look.


Another one.


And looked so surprised she could hold a surprise party for the whole class.


She said with total shock “YOU JUST ANSWERED THE MOST IMPOSSIBLE QUESTION IN MATHS!”


Our hero looked just as surprised as her.


That day he felt a sense of courage to keep going even when things are hard.


That day his confidence boosted.


That day he felt respected by kids.


He got enough courage to publish a book which is this book you are reading right now.


(This is a fiction! Do not expect someone to guess a hard question and be correct!)

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