Mrs: Geometry

Mariam Marzeckani

In 2014, I saw a picture posted by my brilliant Friend from Damietta. The picture I saw was for a woman with an exceptional sought and immensely an exceptional mind. I could not hide my happiness when I discovered that she is a mathematician.

For a long time I had a horrible idea about Math and inconvenience thought that there is no place for a woman in Math's stuff. Therefore, in this moment I had implied feeling inside, a deep voice told me I was wrong. Now, you see a superwoman got a super prize in super field.

She was brilliant. She helped me omitting some drastic ideas out of my mind. I followed every news talked about her, every prize she is nominated for.

I turned my chosen path in my secondary stage learning for her. I did choose mathematical path I imagined it has to be a chance to meet her and work with someday.

For 3 years, her photo still in my phone, PC or laptop cover. She always stimulated me, a young, beautiful, mother, Muslim, married woman could do all of these implementing. I was eager to know" how!" or maybe reach this point someday. Unfortunately, she went to another but better place, I pray for her every night before sleeping. , but I actually I had wondered why the only one I really fascinated with goes forever!

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