Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death
I observe children’s faces as they learn. Something new makes them smile or cry every day. Healthy children grow into a fuller experience of life by a menu of delight on the one hand and boundary setting pain on the other.
I see learning in adult faces too, in mirrors, in tango and computer coding classes, and in hospital appointments. The mix is the same for everyone. Something new makes us smile or cry – or somewhere in between – morning, noon and night.
And thus, from birth to death, we grow.