

My dad played a kind of patty-cake growing up where I practiced doing times tables in rhythm. My dad would pick the addend and set the pace, and we’d alternate left and right hand high fives while saying say multiples of four. 4 8 12 … 36 40, then we’d just switch to 7’s, slightly slower pacing 7 14 20~ … if i made mistakes - 21, let’s try again: 7 14 21 2…8 35 … no reprimand for error - we had a beat to keep, just take a downbeat and try again. Of course simpler numbers were taken further 3s were occasionally done out to 300, and 2s were done as fast as I could spit out the words. 5s were often the rest set, done at a basic pace.
The madlad had me polishing my 13×13s before school ever even mentioned the existence of multiplication.
Who’s a good gym buddy? 🤔 Ken’s a good gym buddy! 🐶
Ken has completed a set. Will you give them a treat?