This morning was the typical master’s morning wake up – Tassie giving me kisses, Marty moaning about wanting to sleep, making coffee, singing the liverwurst song to Tassie…you know the usual shenanigans. We have a young guy who coaches Wednesday mornings so it gives Marty a chance to swim with others. Greg had written the main set on the whiteboard and it looked like this:
I read it and said to Eric, “I can’t figure out the pattern.” Eric said, “Oh, its 1-2, 1-2-3, uh, wait. I don’t know.”
Marty came over and I told him we didn’t get it. He looked at it and said, “Its 1-2, 1-2-3, hmmm, I don’t know.”
So we jumped in and began the long warm up and then the main set.
John, who always comes late, came late and jumped into my lane. He commented when we started the main set that he couldn’t quite figure out the pattern. I told him neither could anyone else (not sure why we didn’t ask Greg, but maybe because all of us ‘adults’ didn’t want to seem stupid.)
Then coming into the wall on our second to last 300, John exclaimed, “I got it!!!”
So, can you figure out this pattern? Because I sure couldn’t wrap my head around it at 5:45 this morning! It seemed like a complicated SAT question that just HAD to be wrong.
Time to flex those brain muscles!!
Easy as pie :) Now onto that long division problem I’ve been struggling with…