Our educational system is like an automobile which has strong rear lights, brightly illuminating the past. But looking forward things are barely discernible. ↗
My table is now brightly, now dimly lighted. Its temperature varies. It may receive an ink stain. One of its legs may be broken. It may be repaired, polished, and replaced part by part. But, for me, it remains the table at which I daily write. ↗
