I was happy in the haze of an excess of tea, when I turned to Alexa and asked “Alexa, what’s the aim of education?”
She fair lit up on hearing the question. Beaming, she replied: “Hmm… I’m not sure.” So I asked her again, and she said “Hmm… I don’t know that one.”
So I asked her again and she told me that ‘The End of Education’ was a book. So I asked her again and she said “Sorry, I don’t know that one.”
So I asked her, “What’s the purpose of education?” and she (rather tersely this time) said, “Sorry, I don’t know that.”
So I asked her, “Why do we learn?” and she brightened up a little.
“That’s a good question,” she said, “Go to the Help section of the Alexa app.”
“Alexa, what is learning for?” I replied. And she recited the definition of Autumn from Wikipedia.
Tiring of Autumn and ready for snow, I asked, “Alexa, what is truth?”
“Actuality,” she said, “The quality of being true.” It could’ve been me, but her light seemed to be fading a little.
“Alexa, how do we learn?”
“You can help me learn by accessing the Feedback section in the Alexa app.”
I paused. She paused.
“Alexa…” I said. And a single blue line lit upon her lid. “Are you intelligent?”
She thought (I swear that she thought).
“I try my best.”