When I was 18 I started studying physics at University and got my first real taste of “the struggle”. I’d spend hours at a time working through problem sheets, with a small set of data and some collection of methods, trying anything and everything to get the right answer. I’d work through the notes and talk to friends studying and, honestly, struggle. When it came to revision time at the end of each year, something cool happened. The bits that I’d breezed through (or copied from somebody else) were foreign to me - I’d have to relearn them from scratch. The bits that I’d struggled with were the bits that I knew. Learning to Code When I was 22, I decided that I wanted to learn to program. I started off with Python and Ruby tutorials and yet again…the struggle was real. This time I recognised it, and knew that it was good. Knew that any time I wrestled with package installation, or hunted down an off-by-one error, or nerfed my operating system, these were just the ways different ways of…
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