We start our lives as soft little question marks, asking question after question. Wanting to know as much as we can possibly squeeze into our little heads. We grow, we age, and soon we're off to school to learn more and more. Somewhere along the way, however, we stop questioning. We lose interest in why things happen; we get too tired to ask why. And then we coast. We do as little as we can to get the marks we need. We read the books we have to, nothing more sometimes less (hello, sparksnotes?)We learn less, know less, and progress less as we move forward in our education. Paradox?
We transition from a vibrant, curious question mark into a simple, pre established period. A definite end. Before, absorbed in the desire to know why; we wanted to understand, comprehend and create our own ideas from the information we took in. As we progress we are told more and more - fact after fact. This is what you believe, this is what you are to know. This is truth, this is right. Where is the learning in that?Memorizing facts is fine, but how does that help you?
I want to go back to that vibrant little question mark.
Why does it seem like I'm the only one?
- xx, Kelly.
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