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1 + 1 = whaaa?
I wish I could report to you the exact wording of the conversation that I overheard last night during the Passover meal between my cousin, who is a university math professor, and her daughter, Lou, who is in grade 1. But I can't, because I can't remember the math jargon, since it went completely over my head. Thus, I bring you a close approximation.
Lou: Mom, does one plus one equal four in vector space? [!!??]
Lou's Mother: Well, one plus one equals zero in [math jargon]. And one plus one equals ten in binary...
Lou: But what about 4! Does it equal 4?
Lou's Mother: Okay, yes, in Louie-World [math jargon] one plus one can equal four.
Lou: Good.
Oy, my supposed quirkiness all makes perfect sense once you have met my family.
To be fair, like five minutes after the above conversation I was having an argument with my father and sister in which I shouted: "No, maple syrup is a compound noun and I will draw you the morphological tree if I have to!" so if I had kids my conversations with them would likely be as incomprehensible to everyone else.
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