by: Andy Wade "How I Learn" I hear the comforting sound of my coach's whistle against the noise of shuffling feet and falling bodies. Finally, three seconds of rest in between three hours of wrestling practice. The humidity in the room is that of a sauna, or even worse, a steam room. I try to wipe the stinging sweat out of my eyes, but to my dismay I only make it worse. My body has …showed first 75 words of 584 total…

…showed last 75 words of 584 total…desk. Enough said. I must work on things until I get good at them, even if they frustrate me, such as trying to write this paper and getting so upset at myself that I just want to rip it up and go shoot pool or play table tennis. I am getting quite good at these, perhaps I should practice writing as much as I play games and I'll become an expert at this as well.