She’s learning division at school but is also repelled because it doesn’t make sense to her. I was trying to show her simple equations then recognized that expression when you don’t understand but feel obligated to pretend you do. So much like talking about music, like walking someone through tone, tone, semi-tone, tone, tone, tone, semi-tone and they look at you blankly and ask if you could just explain what a mode is, and you just did. You could keep saying the same thing but it’s closer to teaching to figure out where the first confusion starts and go from there. Like that hand-painted bandana philosopher Handsome Ned said so often, put the blame on me.