ABSTRACT
Here is my life: I am sitting at the plenary session of an international publisher’s conference in a Middle Eastern country where I have been sent by a U.S. government agency. I am listening intently and taking notes as the Director of the Ministry of Education gives a speech on the importance of joy and autonomy in learning. He is my kind of speaker, and I am thoroughly engrossed in his admonishments to teachers to have clear and transparent aims, to set time limits, to make tasks interdependent. But I know myself well enough to take notes on only the right side of my notebook, leaving the left side for the images, colors, sounds that will inevitably come to my attention when my intellect is engaged.
