After three decaded of tryingggg to learn my craft , every class comes down to this my student and i , face to face, engaged in an ancient and exacting exchange called education . the rechniques i have mastered do not disappear, but neither do they suffice . face to face with my student, onlyoneresource is at my immediate command: my identity, my selfhood, my sense of this "i" who teacgers without which i have no sense of the " thou" who learns.