I have a renewed interest in maths... sort of. How can you help but prop yourself up and shake off that sleepy haze when the teacher proclaims "Maths is beautiful!"? Careful attention proves that maybe all you ever need is the right teacher, which is not to say that the older ones were bad teachers, just that they weren't my kind of teachers. What is a good teacher for me? Someone who actually puts in the effort, not just to find relevant material, but to find interesting and relevant material to help us fight back the glazed-eyes. We really don't want to be asleep on your beat, sir/ma'am, but you leave us no choice.