This is how bored I was in high school algebra

As I was recently cleaning my bookshelves in preparation for moving, I came across an Algebra II notebook from high school.  Leafing through it, I discovered why I had saved it for all these years.  It was not for the details of matrix multiplication.  It was for my doodles in the margins that I did when I was bored in class.

Among other things, I apparently spent the better part of my sophomore year writing out the Longfellow poem “Paul Revere’s Ride,” which I had memorized and can still recite the majority of.

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You can read the full poem here.  While it certainly a white man’s version of history, and not an entirely accurate one at that, it is a lovely poem that is such fun to recite.

I did throw away the algebra notebook after I took these pictures.  I don’t think I need to know about the Binomial Theorem anymore.