My mom’s son is in 8th grade. They were the subject of medieval alchemists. The teacher, a spherical grey old lady, said that the alchemists placed great hopes on the magnet and predicted a great future for it. And now, in fact, magnets are used only in cabinets and as souvenirs for the refrigerator.



I was overwhelmed by indignation and I began a monologue about the use of magnets in the modern world, but a small one stopped me. He knew everything, but did not argue with the teacher. Useless and stupid. “No one will be smarter from this dispute.” He told me.