I swear, that man spoke French to my Italian and made me feel so
STUPID when I would ask him anything. As a result I failed his
class. However, I took Algebra again from a wonderful teacher whom I
completely understood and made a B+. Both my daughters had tutors for
jr. high and high school math, which does not compare to what little
we studied back then. From that point on I knew that some teachers
just didn't speak the same language as all students.