When I was in high school, I really didn’t like history. For me, it was one step above algebra (and I am so not a math person). It was all about names and places and random dates of things that didn’t really matter. And for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why we were subjected to having to sit through it. (My 9th grade history teacher actually fell asleep during his own class once, so apparently I wasn’t alone in that.)
I thought history was dry, boring, and – even worse – useless.
Boy, was I wrong!