When Barb Oakley was growing up in the 1960s and early ’70s, nobody took her for a future engineer. “I just rode horses all the time,” she says when I ask what interested her as a girl. She was ...
One of my engineering students recently approached me with a mixture of anger and befuddlement, thrusting toward me a quiz sheet covered with red pen marks: "I just don't see how I could have done so ...