11 JUN 2012 by ideonexus
Honey Gatherers of the Mind
Our treasure lies in the beehives of our knowledge. We are perpetually on our way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind. The only thing that lies close to our heart is the desire to bring something home to the hive.Folksonomies: collectivism
Folksonomies: collectivism
We are like bees, gathering knowledge for the hive.
05 JAN 2012 by ideonexus
A Poem to Teach a Child
We live in an age of information. Too much information can swamp the boat of wonder, especially for a child. From a science book we might learn that a flying bat might snap up 15 insects per minute, or that the frequency of its squeal can range as high as 50,000 cycles per second. Useful information, yes. But consider the information in this poem from Randall Jarrell's "The Bat Poet": A bat is born Naked and blind and pale. His mother makes a pocket of her tail And catches him. He cling...We are drowning in facts, instead, give children wonder.