I am sitting at the back of the class, unnoticed.

You instruct us at the front of the class, unnoticed.

Patterns and the rich meaning of mathematics pass us by, unnoticed.

I feel invisible in this sea of numbers and equations. I am drowning, unnoticed.

With just one question you would unlock my curiosity.

With just one question you would have me look up.

With just one question you would value who I am and what I think mathematically.

With just one question you would tell me that I can have my own mathematical thoughts and ideas.

What do you notice? What do you see? What do you think? Do you agree?

I would venture a guess. I would take a risk to share my thoughts with you.

But for now, I sit. At the back of math class, drowning and unnoticed.

**— Cathy Marks Krpan**