“I was bad at math, and I’d already decided I was just ‘not a math person.’ But there was a tutor who never once told me that was wrong. She’d sit next to me and say, ‘Okay, show me where it stopped making sense.’ Nobody had ever asked me that before.

I’m a sophomore in college now, the first in my family to get here. When I got overwhelmed freshman year, I went to office hours and said exactly what she used to ask me: ‘Where did it stop making sense?’ It worked. I go back and help when I’m home for breaks. Some kid is always sure they’re ‘not a math person.’ I just sit down next to them.”