Diaries of the Schools of Love, Beauty and Freedom

After a forty-year journey in the field of education, I still dream of knowing who I am and what I have achieved? And how have concepts and values ​​changed? I want to know... But does a rose ask about itself? Does a cloud search for mirrors? Does a book discuss its readers in its pages? So who am I among these crowds that homes send every morning to the land of the universe? To the schools of love, beauty, and freedom.