'Twas the week before Christmas, when all through Mathnasium
Pencils were whirring, some erasing was occurring.
The stockings were hung in our window with care
While instructors taught the Mathnasium Method with flair.
Mathletes were busy and snug in their seats
While visions of multiplication danced on their sheets;
With moms and dads contemplating Common Core,
The students just thought, “Mastery Checks … more, more, more!”
When during homework help there arose such a clatter,
We sprang from the task to see what was the matter.
Away to the window we flew like a flash,
And peered through the glass as little elbows clashed.
The cars in the parking lot sparkled in the Tallahassee sun,
We all know that doing math is lots of fun;
But, what to our wondering eyes should appear,
A jolly old Mathlete and his Mathnasium gear.
With a graphing calculator, so lively and quick,
We knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than algorithms was his mental math game,
He whistled and shouted the solutions with fame.
"Now, Addition, now subtraction….
Oh, you can't fool me … that one is a fraction.
This one is an order of operations to recall...
Now multiply, divide, and simplify it all!"
Making math make sense, he went straight to his work,
And filled all the notebooks; then turned with a jerk
Laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, as our math confidence rose;
He sprang out the door, and dropped his ruler,
Solving for X squared couldn't be cooler.
Then we heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, Mathnasium students you are all so bright!
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