第7部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

　thing　that　happens　to　the　human　brain　and　if　you　don’t　believe　that；　watch　an　illiterate　adult　try　to　do　it。　School　is　not　easy　and　it　is　not　for　the　most　part　very　much　fun；　but　then；　if　youare　very　lucky；　you　may　find　a　real　teacher。　Three　real　teachers　in　a　lifetime　is　the　very　best　of　my　luck。　My　first　was　a　science　and　math　teacher　in　high　school；　my　second；　professor　of　creative　writing　at　Stanford；　and　my　third　was　my　friend　and　partner；　Ed　Ricketts。

I　have　e　to　believe　that　a　great　teacher　is　a　great　artist　and　that　there　are　as　few　as　there　are　any　other　great　artists。　It　might　even　be　the　greatest　of　the　arts　since　the　medium　is　the　human　mind　and　spirit。

My　three　had　these　things　in　mon：　they　all　loved　what　they　were　doing。　They　did　not　tell；　they　catalyzed　a　burning　desire　to　know。　Under　their　influence；　the　horizons　sprung　wide　and　fear　went　away　and　the　unknown　became　knowledge。　But　most　important　of　all；　the　truth；　that　dangerous　stuff；　became　beautiful　and　precious。

I　shall　speak　only　of　my　first　teacher　because　in　addition　to　the　other　things；　she　brought　discovery。

She　aroused　us　to　shouting；　book…waving　discussion。　She　had　the　noisiest　class　in　school　and　she　didn’t　even　seem　to　know　it。　We　could　never　stick　to　the　subject。　Our　speculation　ranged　the　world。　She　breathed　curiosity　into　us　so　that　we　brought　in　facts　or　truths　shielded　in　our　hands　like　captured　fireflies。

She　was　fired　and　perhaps　rightly　so；　for　failing　to　teach　fundamentals。　Such　things　must　be　learned。　But　she　left　a　passion　in　us　for　the　pure　knowable　world　and　she　inflamed　me　with　a　curiosity　which　has　never　left。　I　could　not　do　simple　arithmetic　but　through　her　I　sensed　that　abstract　mathematics　was　very　much　like　music。　When　she　was　relieved；