A friend of mine once told me about a rich man who was called upon every single morning to give some of his catch of the day to the villagers in the area. He was a wealthy man, a master, and it was expected of him to help the families in the region in this manner. After a while, the man decided that it was no use - the fish he gave every day didn't improve the living conditions of the villagers. It only gave them a false sense of security. He thought, "What will they do when I die?" To that question there was only one answer; the villagers needed to learn how to fish for themselves.
Having resolved to educate the community to fish, every morning he called upon each of the men in the village to come with him to the shore. There, they first learned to carve a pirogue, to weave and thread the nets and finally to set out at sunrise to go fishing. Once they reached the waves that covered the schools of fish, the man taught each one in turn to throw the net properly so that his pupils would catch the most fish in his net.
At the end of the "school term", the villagers were able to bring home not only a meager fish but an entire catch, and sometime enough to sell at the neighboring market.
This exercise in education brought many things to the villagers. It brought them the freedom from dependency, better living conditions, but the most important item that education offered them was self-esteem; pride in their accomplishment and freedom from poverty.
The same as the master, we have the knowledge to fish, but we do not want to give a fish to every young man we come across in our travels - no - we want to educate each one to fish for himself and free him from the bondages of poverty.