Learning’s limitations
Going back to the clutch again after forty years is almost, but not quite, “like riding a bicycle.” I stalled out a couple times with my kids in the car and they are embarrassed to the point of not asking for rides anymore. (Perfect)
It occurs to me that instruction manuals and human teachers have their limitations. Words can only go so far in explaining how to drive, knead bread, play piano, or perfect a triple axel. There is much to learning that is by feel and experience. You can tell me I have to release the clutch slowly and depress the accelerator to move from a parked position into first gear, and that is helpful. But it took a week of being the proud owner of a Jetta to find that spot where it happens seamlessly and the car doesn’t cough.
This has applications in the non-automotive world. The Bible is not like a Middle Ages book of casuistry that tries to cover every imaginable ethical situation. Scripture is sufficient for life, but as a matter of fact it doesn’t cover everything in detail — like internet property rights. For many things you need the feel that comes from lots of experience. The Bible calls that wisdom and exhorts us to seek it as “silver” and “hidden treasure” (Proverbs 2:4).




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Lets all go back to a Horse and Buggy. Then we can be brow beaten by Peta.
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Learning to drive with a clutch also involves learning the feel of each car. At one point my husband and I both drove stick-shift, but the amount of pressing/letting up on each pedal required to shift smoothly in his car was quite different from mine.
And I think that applies in lots of ways in life too. My older son gets very annoyed with me sometimes for not treating his younger brother in exactly the same ways he was treated at the same age. No doubt part of it is that parents do tend to be less strict with the younger, especially youngest, child. But also they’re two such very different boys, especially with the younger one’s autism.
(The older son has more than once expressed a wish for a “normal” brother – which I can understand remembering my own feelings about handicapped people when I was his age – but which also dismays me and makes me wish I knew the right thing to say. Mostly, though, I think it takes experience of life and maturing, just as it did for me.)
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P.S.
Looking at the prices in the photo accompanying this post, I think I need to relearn walking or biking as a means of transportation! (As opposed to just for exercise and pleasure.)
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Some cars shift beautifully: a nice little Volvo owned by a friend of mine, or a Civic.
Others the shifter is on the brink of breaking–like a 1992 Geo Metro I drove once, and you had to shove and tap to get the thing to move into third gear, and if you missed, it let out a horrid squealing sound that stopped traffic.
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My husband insists that he can tell when I’ve driven his car by “how the clutch smells.”
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