nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 151 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

Hyperbola & Parabola - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

A friend of mine wants to take his daughter to a Montessori school in Riverside,
Where the Director is my old mathematician teacher.
(A daughter of a Supreme court Judge)
She acts as she doesn't recognize me
And I heard that she entirely forgotten our mother tongue too
As she won't touch the spicy food now.
Never mind Ms.Paranola but still I remember the Trigonometry lessons you taught us enthusiastically;
Hyperbola: ' The curve produced by a cut made through a cone at an angle with the base greater than that of the side of the cone.'
Dear Ms.Paranola,
I am so sorry but I have to mention this to you that I am a Parabola now.
(A curve like that path of an object that's thrown into the air and falls back to Earth.)

*Dedication to Ms.Luisa.Moldonado


Comments about Hyperbola & Parabola by nimal dunuhinga

  • (2/3/2010 10:07:00 PM)


    Superb last line. Excellent word portrait
    of the math teacher. You are in good poetry
    voice in any language.

    Always,

    Sandra
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 2, 2010



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