The room was buzzing with the frustrated byproduct of “MATH”. All five of us were crowded into my downstairs office taking turns scribbling numbers onto sheets of paper or typing formulas into a computer. There was a cacophony of clacking and scribbling and then, in unison we all five sighed and, together, erased our work and scratched our heads in confusion, our arms getting tangled together in the tiny room. I groaned as I deleted a line of code for the fifth time and pivoted in my desk chair. It rubbed against the top of Gideon’s head where he sat calculating sums out loud on the floor next to me, cradling his oversized math book. He jerked himself out of my way and sent…