The world is more magical before you learn how things really work. And some of us have that natural curiousity to find out how those magical things do work (often by taking them apart, sometimes successfully putting them back together!). I do enjoy walking around with an inquisitive child once in a while, you know, the kind who asks how everything works (and, bless them, they actually think you know). But once in a while, it’s wonderful to be with a wide-eyed child who is entranced by the magic, who is enjoying the spendor of the experience, not someone who’s trying to explain it or deconstruct it scientifically, but who is just happily entranced. When I’m looking at a painting, I try to strike a balance between enjoying its beauty and stepping in closer to see the brushstrokes and palette. I used to just enjoy movies and books, but now I also think about how they were put together. I think that balance is important for education. But sometimes it’s best to just marvel over the results, not the means.