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International News Title: A Path Less Taken to the Peak of the Math World The Accidental Apprentice Huh was born in 1983 in California, where his parents were attending graduate school. They moved back to Seoul, South Korea, when he was two. There, his father taught statistics and his mother became one of the first professors of Russian literature in South Korea since the onset of the Cold War. After that bad math test in elementary school, Huh says he adopted a defensive attitude toward the subject: He didn’t think he was good at math, so he decided to regard it as a barren pursuit of one logically necessary statement piled atop another. As a teenager he took to poetry instead, viewing it as a realm of true creative expression. “I knew I was smart, but I couldn’t demonstrate that with my grades, so I started to write poetry,” Huh said. Huh wrote many poems and a couple of novellas, mostly about his own experiences as a teenager. None were ever published. By the time he enrolled at Seoul National University in 2002, he had concluded that he couldn’t make a living as a poet, so he decided to become a science journalist instead. He majored in astronomy and physics, in perhaps an unconscious nod to his latent analytic abilities. When Huh was 24 and in his last year of college, the famed Japanese mathematician Heisuke Hironaka came to Seoul National as a visiting professor. Hironaka was in his mid-70s at the time and was a full-fledged celebrity in Japan and South Korea. He’d won the Fields Medal in 1970 and later wrote a best-selling memoir called The Joy of Learning, which a generation of Korean and Japanese parents had given their kids in the hope of nurturing the next great mathematician. At Seoul National, he taught a yearlong lecture course in a broad area of mathematics called algebraic geometry. Huh attended, thinking Hironaka might become his first subject as a journalist. Initially Huh was among more than 100 students, including many math majors, but within a few weeks enrollment had dwindled to a handful. Huh imagines other students quit because they found Hironaka’s lectures incomprehensible. He says he persisted because he had different expectations about what he might get out of the course. “The math students dropped out because they could not understand anything. Of course, I didn’t understand anything either, but non-math students have a different standard of what it means to understand something,” Huh said. “I did understand some of the simple examples he showed in classes, and that was good enough for me.” After class Huh would make a point of talking to Hironaka, and the two soon began having lunch together. Hironaka remembers Huh’s initiative. “I didn’t reject students, but I didn’t always look for students, and he was just coming to me,” Hironaka recalled. Huh tried to use these lunches to ask Hironaka questions about himself, but the conversation kept coming back to math. When it did, Huh tried not to give away how little he knew. “Somehow I was very good at pretending to understand what he was saying,” Huh said. Indeed, Hironaka doesn’t remember ever being aware of his would-be pupil’s lack of formal training. “It’s not anything I have a strong memory of. He was quite impressive to me,” he said. cont'd at source Poster Comment: Nice story, interesting math, well written. Post Comment Private Reply Ignore Thread Top • Page Up • Full Thread • Page Down • Bottom/Latest Nice story, interesting math, well written. Maybe so. Too bad you didn't include the rest of the story here at LF. Now I'll never know.
#2. To: Tooconservative (#1) Too bad you didn't include the rest of the story... TC, my fellow American. I hate to break it to you... but Paul Harvey passed away, nearly a decade ago. But he didn't just pass away. No, he was mourned by millions. Many of whom did not know that at his funeral, buried in his grave, was not Paul Harvey! In that grave was buried a man whose father was a policeman named Harry Harrison Aurandt. Killed, in the line of duty. Sadly, officer Aurandt left a wife and two children behind when his life was abruptly taken from him by a violent criminal; who might want us to mention his name... His wife now had two young children to raise on her own. A young girl, just entering her teen years, and a little boy, a toddler at the time; too young to know much of his father. That little boy's name was Paul Harvey Aurandt, who went on to become one of the most famous radio hosts in American history. And now you know... the rest of the story. This is not Paul Harvey. Good day!
#3. To: Anthem (#2) I still don't know the end of the math story.
#4. To: Tooconservative (#3) And, sadly, you never will. Not unless you get your very own Instant HyperText Cyberspace Clixxer! For just $99.95...
#5. To: Anthem (#4) I'm wary of clicking to math websites.
#6. To: Tooconservative (#5) You should be. Look what happened to the guy in the story. He doesn't even see his friend anymore because, math.
#7. To: Anthem (#6) Look what happened to the guy in the story. Alas, I'll never know.
#8. To: Tooconservative (#7) TS TC.
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