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Why are Asians so good at mathematics? An analytical report


Before anyone says anything about stereotypes and predjudice - just stop.  Let's face it - by the average guy's standards, Asians are better at maths. And although this is not always the case, we cannot deny the fact that we've all been trumped by an Asian in a maths test sometime in our life. Before I continue analyzing possible reasons for this strange phenomena, take a look at the following comparison:



      
 It is clearly evident that the average Asian is better able to manage complex mathematics sums than non-Asians.  Of course, this cannot simply be assumed by looking at the above example, but I base my opinion on facts as many studies have been done on the matter (including one by the BBC). After much consideration, I have outlined the following as the most likely reasons for this strange phenomenon (call it "x"...)

1) Societal Pressures -
    In most Asian countries such as China, Korea, and Japan, there is immense societal pressure on students
    to perform well. Many generations of hard working people have created an "acceptable standard" at
    which students are expected to perform. The educational systems in these countries supports these ideals
    and pushes students hard (often too hard to allow decent freedom in one's life). The time that a child
    spends at school varies, but can often be from ten to twelve hours a day. In addition, weekends are not
    resting periods - most Asian schools require pupils to attend school six days a week. Scary stuff. In a
    nutshell, the standard of Asian schools is far higher than Western countries, and in addition the
    expectations that parents place on students is remarkably high.

2) Population -
    Currently China has a population of 1,325,639,982 people, South Korea is sitting at roughly 48,607,000.
    In today's world, one must either sink or swim. Students must work as hard as they possibly can in order
    to ensure that they have a job and can feed themselves. This of course, is no different to any other
    country - except that the huge populations in these countries results in students pushing themselves even
    harder than they would have otherwise. This reason should really be reffered to as "competition" as that
    is the fundamental idea here.

In conclusion: adaptation -
Due to the above two reasons, the Asian community is pressured into being clever. Now I know this sounds wrong, but get what I am saying here. Many years of dedication and hard work, and a good mental attitude can result in people's thought being "moulded" into an ideal way. I believe this is exactly what is happening here - they are just so damn clever! I would like to say that no-one should feel offended by this post, I have been talking about the Asian community as a seperate unit to everyone else. This was only to make things easier - in reality it does not matter where you are from or what skin colour you have because we are all different in our own ways, and should feel united because of that.                                                       
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Amazing but weird disfigurement - TREE MAN

 
Dede Kosawa (37) - also known as "tree man" is a man with a strange disfigurement. His body is covered by several kilograms of warts. These warts give him the strange tree shape appearance he has, and is a disease known as  Epidermosdisplasia Verruciformis. He contracted the disease when he scraped his knee at the supple age of fifteen. The gash soon sprouted warts and these soon spread around his body.
The Indonesian man makes a living by working in the circus, by performing in the "freak show". The term is horrible, but describes the performance accurately, as he is joined by many others with similar bizarre disfigurements.
Kosawa has been interviewed by Discovery Channel, as well as Ripley's Believe it Or Not. Incredibly, he has already undergone surgery several times and has had more than four pounds (1.8 kg) of warts removed from his hands and feet. After the surgery he reported being able to see the outline of his toes for the first time in several years. An American, Dr Anthony Gaspari, has taken it upon himself to attempt to cure Kosawa's disease. He has taken several skin biopses and hopes to help the poor man to continue the rest of his life in normality. He says he wants to meet a girl, get married, and get a proper job.

"Tree Man" after having 4 Lbs of warts removed from his body
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The Random story (continued)

It's odd to think about how we came to be. Just consider for a second that your name was infact Ken. The level of how gay your name is is certainly (and undoubtedly) atleast (if not more. And don't just say when because it's not going to get you out of this one ((especially the name part, Ken that is, not the latter which would therefore mean that you would get out of thinking altogether and that... well that would be horrific. If in fact you choose to not think the slightest thought and you were to succeed, you may be in trouble as your oxygen decreases and your heart breaks (((and if not caused by the love of your life ending it with you then it's damn ironic))) and you slowly enter a stage where you crawl into a straight circle and die)). But that's actually impossible ((((the not thinking a single thought part, not the die part)))) because, well have you ever tried not to think? You think about not thinking and that means your thinking and it's pretty much a basic law to understand so don't look at me like an idiot.)

OK so as I was saying, the level of how gay your name is is directly proportional to the amount your parents had to drink at the time of naming you. And please, if your name happens to be Ken, do not take the law of physics into your own hands, but rather ignore the last paragraph and this one and maybe, just possibly the next one too in case it contains the dreaded K-word again. And yes, your name has officially become a swear word Ken. I defy you Ken, I defy you for bringing these stupid names into my existence and to make matters worse and take the flint even further into the mallet I want to just let you know that the entire time Mrs Dickson was strutting toward me these thoughts were crossing my mind (well, more like looping because I wasn't really paying much attention to anything else. But I guess it would be more accurate to say they were thumping through my mind but that's just due to my headache and has nothing to do with this story really so I think I will cut it there in case I start going on about some other story that happened way back when...
Which reminds me: back to the story (bracket).

you see, when you have Mrs Dickson as your register teacher you find these thoughts consume and envelop your mind, and unfortunately they seem about 78 percent more interesting than learning about the arts. Whether it's the arts themselves or Mrs Dickson that's so boring is up to the viewer because at this stage you have a bit of background on her, and I'm sure you know more or less what Arts and Culture is about. Those words don't deserve capitals, so: arts and culture, there we go.

Onto another mid-topic while we are talking about cheese and the effects of wrapping a sample. It's actually my duty (or duties thereof)to announce that I might in fact trip next Wednesday. The reason I'm saying this is due to a recurring nightmare/de javu. But what puzzles me even more than the Hendrix of the wrapped cheese and it's host is that it hasn't happened yet. How can I have De javu of a future item which has in fact happened before (hence the french de javu). you may not get what I'm saying, OK look, in simple terms: I have tripped before in the future of my past in which I foresaw that I would have pre-tripped before I knew that it was indeed not in the past but rather (or possibly both, your are the judge it's up to you again I'm afraid) in the future of my presence to which I will re-live what I have not lived before. Quite a major contradiction but it makes sense, especially that bit regarding the cheese. So, quote of the day (and it's just a warning) there is a 1 in 500 million chance of getting shoved off a cliff by a herd of sheep and that's no lie, watch your back. These sheep are their own generation
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Lol cats - there are more to follow...



















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iGothit... with an Apple

Okay, the name implies it was infact a product of Apple, but actually it was less painful than being hit by a computer or ipod. It was the last period of the day, Maths (with Mr. Vam) and somehow Jonathan (not Kukard, other Jonathan) had accumulated an apple with a face drawn on it (I honestly don't know how that got there) and it was named Scott(again, I've no idea...).

Well, anyway, I was just outside the class and asked Jonathan to throw it to me, so he threw it in a split second and I tried to duck but it was kinda dumb, I should have moved out of the way but instead I ducked right into the path of the apple and it hit me square on the back of the head and exploded everywhere (down my back mainly). This would have been embarrassing for almost anyone, it's just, I don't get embarrassed easily. And for some strange reason it didn't hurt at all, I don't know why. What I do know is that it was just another day at Elkanah for us. I don't know if I'm gonna go to school tomorrow cause I can't imagine what could possibly happen that I havn't seen already. Oh well, I'm just gonna have to see
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My current highest ranked music video


I'll try and add my top music video every month or so. I'll call it: MTMV. cheers for now.
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Sundays are dumb

I live for my weekends but there is one catch to a weekend:
Sundays!!!
It's always the same with days like today, nothing fun happens and the whole day you are reminded that it's school the next day. It's like the last day of school holidays.

They should abolish the last day of holidays, then people would be able to have a care-free holiday without thinking about school until the next day. Oh wait, then that would by default become the last day... unless you have your last day on a weekend so that it feels normal to go back to school on Monday. No, then it would feel doubly as bad because not only is it Sunday, it's also the last day of holidays and in both cases you have to go to school the next day. Ahh. okay, well, there is really nothing that i can do for people at school unless i strike against having school holidays at all so that people wont feel so bad at the end of holidays.

Maybe, maybe not. the moral of the story is that, well, there is no moral exactly but if there was then it would say: Don't spend your day reading pointless blog posts unless it's a Sunday so that you can forget about school the next day. That might actually remind you that it's school the next day but never mind, I don't want to get started again. Whatever.
 
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