Shortly after I became a brand
I decided to look up one
of my old schoolteachers—
Willem Jacob Gravesand.
We used to have fun
visiting various beaches
where we would conduct
experiments in mathematics
by multiplying bathers.
Sometimes it sucked,
though; Willem’s antics
wore thin, and his father’s
also got old. I hadn’t forgiven
him until much later,
when I became a Christian.
Jesus’s hands and riven
side. No longer a hater,
I joined a Dutch delegation
sent to welcome the Hanoverian
succession in Great Britain,
and Prof. Gravesand was there!
Bright eyes. Merely an
apology sparked the man,
the mathematician: my mentor.
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