At the age of 27, I went back to college after a long break from schooling. I was taking a college math class, but I found it too hard to learn math now and I was trying to keep up.
I sat behind a young man. Upon first look, he looked like a thug. I didn't like how he looked and believed that he would never be able to work out any math problem.
One day in math class, we were learning a new formula (方程式). We needed to make use of the formula to do some calculations (计算). I kept getting a number that was thousands off of the correct answer. I moved backward and forward in my chair and groaned.
The "thug" that sat in front of me turned around and said,"Let me see what you got."
It turns out that he was very good at math. He explained the formula to me slowly. About 10 minutes later, I worked it out.
Thinking about how I misunderstood a classmate because of how he looked, I felt guilty. It was really a wrong judgement to make. Now I know that we should never judge someone because of how they look or dress.