On a recent, chilly winter afternoon, the three of us met at Grace's magical home. Clay, concrete and painted steel spheres dotted the landscape as though they had rolled down the hill in some prehistoric era, settling in gentle clumps.
Are we still debating whether IQ is fixed or whether it is malleable and can be pushed around? Are we still fighting the nature versus nurture battle? We thought this had been resolved ages ago. In fact, 30 years ago.