As I write, it’s December 26, Boxing Day: a time for resetting, relaxing, and left-overing. But I’m looking forward to getting back to my school and my co-workers. And by “co-workers,” I don’t mean the Spanish teacher down the hall or the Chem teacher over in the lab. I mean the people with whom I log the most hours constructing knowledge: my students. This is not to say that our young charges are teaching colleagues. They lack training, experience, and a fully formed pre-frontal cortex. So why might we think of them as co-workers?