My wife is a high school special ed teacher, certified to teach birth to 21.
Last night she asked me "if a serving is 5 meatballs, and I have 4, how much of a serving is that?"
"80%"
"I need a fraction"
"4/5
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"Thanks, you didn't have to talk down to me" as she typed 4/5 into her diet app.
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The other night I explained how if you eat 1/2 of a cup, and a serving is 3/4 of a cup, you've eaten 2/3 of a serving, because 1/2=2/4 and 3/4 means (2/4)/(3/4)=2/3, even writing it down on a scrap piece of paper to show her. "I don't understand that part with the fours, where did they go."
A high school diploma has become a piece of paper saying you've managed to get on the bus for approximately 180 times a year, for 13 years in a row.
Kharn