“What He Taught Was Not Math” by Annika Paradkar
Poetry Pause is the League of Canadian Poets’ daily poetry dispatch. Read “What He Taught Was Not Math” by Annika Paradkar, winner of the 2026 Jessamy Stursberg Poetry Prize for Canadian Youth, junior category.
What He Taught Was Not Math
By Annika Paradkar
for as long as i can remember
my grandfatherโs world revolved around two stars
my grandmother
and math
my grandfather was her math tutor
they fell in love
through
sin
cos
tan
permutations
combinations
limits
derivatives
love,
solved step by step
that love of numbers
through numbers
was taught to my father
and to classrooms full of students
my grandfather believed
that this love
should not be locked
by something as ordinary
as money
he gave away classes
knowledge
for free
like it was something to be shared
not sold
even when it meant
saving money
cutting corners
to build a home for the love
he gave to others
he had passed this love to us too
his grandkids
kindergarten
counting numbers
the first building blocks of
something we did not understand yet
soon
addition
subtraction
fractions
lessons at the wooden dining table
turned into video calls
with shaky pictures
of handwritten questions
turned into cardboard boxes of textbooks
crossing oceans
bursting at the seams with
his love
of numbers
through numbers
yearly visits
shrinking a three-story family home
into a smaller apartment in the city
every surface covered with papers
every wall lined with books
this love
fueled him
still running tuition centres
at seventy five
generations of students
learning the same love
i like to believe
that his love will never be forgotten
spanning continents
and so many hearts
and he is still there
in every equation we solve
not gone
just rearranged
into everything he taught us
smiling
his gap-toothed smile
Copyright ยฉ Annika Paradkar
Winner of the 2026 Jessamy Stursberg Poetry Prize for Canadian Youth, junior category.
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