
November 2025.
Buenos Aires breathes a strange mix: hot mate, traffic honking on the avenue, and an air full of ideas suspended like threads in tension. I sit with my mate — and let a question pierce me: what does an educator really do?
I’m not talking about the classic figure who delivers content from a superior pedestal.
I’m talking about something else: an educator who weaves relationships, like someone assembling a puzzle.
Every learner is a thread: some shine, others hide. Some are tense with fear; others loosen as if they didn’t know what vertigo is.
The task of the educator — at least as I live it — isn’t to manage information.
It’s to make visible what the learner doesn’t yet know how to name in themselves: their internal faculties, their rhythms, their unique aesthetic for learning.
In times dominated by platforms that measure clicks instead of curiosity, this perspective is almost subversive.
Imagine a simple scene:
An educator in front of a group, whether on a glitchy Zoom or in a room with chairs and a chalkboard.
The group sits at their desks: one solves equations as if decoding a crime; another gets lost in numbers but perceives emotional patterns no one else sees.
In that moment, there is a bifurcation:
Treat the entire group as a uniform block.
Connect with each learner through their faculties.
The first path is comfortable; the second is ethical.
The educator I imagine doesn’t arrive with a rigid script, but with silence that invites and questions that unsettle and provoke thought. She doesn’t look for the “model learner.” She embraces the restless one, the quiet one, the one who asks questions that dismantle the class.
Because a learner is not an empty container nor a bot with tasks.
They are a person.
A person full of faculties — some visible, others waiting to be named or brought fully into the light.
And that’s where the relationship appears:
when the bond opens doors that content alone never could.
I’ve always imagined that every person carries an internal map made of expressions, rhythms, and talents that traditional schooling invisibilizes.
Faculties are not just “skills.” They are:
sharp logic
emotional intuition
sensory creativity
visual thinking
relational sensitivity
And when neurodiversity enters the scene, the map explodes into possibilities:
ADHD turning a “distraction” into an unexpected creative leap
Autism turning silence into a precise observation that redirects the conversation
The educator doesn’t conduct an orchestra.
She weaves. She observes. She connects. She accompanies. And sometimes, she empathizes.
Personalizing is not spoiling the learner.
It’s recognizing them fully.
Recognizing them as the human being they are.
Faculties unfold organically, not in a straight line:
Expression: saying what’s alive inside, without fear of being “too much.”
Production: turning that into something concrete — text, code, video, idea.
Innovation: improving it, refining it, giving it personal shape.
Invention: creating something that didn’t exist before.
The educator doesn’t accelerate these stages — she accompanies them.
She doesn’t correct to shrink — she accompanies to expand.
Every step has value.
Every stumble leaves a useful trace.
Today, algorithms personalize content but homogenize people.
Many learners feel fragmented.
Learning centered on faculties does not say “be less.”
It says be whole.
It doesn’t ask the learner to adapt to the mold:
it designs the space around the person.
And that space becomes a refuge where abilities that were never named — because they were “weird,” “too much,” or “impractical” — can finally breathe.
To close this reflection would betray the movement that gave birth to it.
The relationship educator–learner is not a straight path.
It is a tapestry.
A living weave of faculties demanding to be named.
Brilliant and wonderful, sometimes painful and difficult.
The educator doesn’t teach to fill heads; she teaches to accompany.
Every time someone makes another’s capacities visible, they create future.
And in a world that moves fast, hyper-productive, anxious, that is a form of resistance:
relating to the other as a constellation of possibilities, not a profile to manage.
Maybe that’s the real educational revolution:
not transmitting information, but granting permission to exist.
Because learners are not receivers of knowledge.
They are the pulse of the futures we are going to weave.
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