"Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years. And for this reason, some old things are lovely warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them."—D.H.Lawrence We will each be forgotten at some point, and yet what we've created and passed along selflessly may live in other hands through extended self. Parker Palmer, suggests this poem as an allegory for teaching.Khing, the master carver, made a bell stand Of precious wood. When it was finished, All who saw it were astounded. They said it must be The work of spirits. The Prince of Lai said to the master carver "What is your secret?" Khing replied, "I am only a workman: I have no se...