ABSTRACT
The experience of the Learning School students showed how travel can broaden the mind, often in dramatic ways. The traveller often sees things his or her hosts fail to see, what the Icelanders call ‘the visitor’s eye view’. As a teenager, coming from Toronto, Canada in the new world, to Glasgow, Scotland in the very old world, it was ‘a time traveller’s worst nightmare’. It raises the question – How much have we, collectively, travelled since then in our understanding of learning, school, education, curriculum and sanctions? This final, highly personal, account, returns us to the opening chapter of the book and to a government that would, apparently, like to turn the clock back to those less than golden days.
