There’s an old cliché that goes something like:
“Give a man a fish and he eats for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he eats for a lifetime.”
Which is great, unless you don’t eat fish. In which case learning to fish is about as useful as learning Aramaic. Teaching me to fish would feed me for about five seconds before I made a face like a five year old, spit it out, and drank three glasses of wine to wash away the flavor. This is why I’d never really learned to fish, and subsequently never in my lifetime actually caught one.