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Recieved: 2000/11/16 20:16
Subject: [K-list] Nails
From: Wim Borsboom
On 2000/11/16 20:16, Wim Borsboom posted thus to the K-list:
Dear Jacqui,
You wrote:
> If you feel like kicking me onder de kont for asking,,,,,,,
> your leg can't stretch that far.
But my cyber leg can..... :-)
You remember that I wrote to Harsha a few posts ago, that I do not listen to
questions! We as humans, just like non-humans, are not supposed to have
questions as our lack of knowledge is really imaginary. We have been
conditioned that we do not know, and that we have to ask. And if ever we
know something than we have to have it gotten from a source with authority,
preferrably a person who employed the scientific method.
Oh, so serious right off the bat.
Answering questions is like putting band aids on imaginary sores... Before
you know it, when one does it often enough, these imagined sores will
manifest themselves as real, and by their very nature they cannot be
healed..., not by a long stretch of imagination.
Small children often get into periods of asking question after question and
it easily drives a mother or a father crazy... But they (the parents) forget
that they were the ones who put that habit, almost an addiction, into their
children.
I remember in our Montessori school, that we 'employed' (there was some
politics going on) we employed a person who thought that she should be able
to educate our children the rudimentaries of religion.
First thing she did with a group of 4 year olds was asking them, "Who can
tell me what the difference is between good and bad?"
In those days I had not learned yet to be patient but.... I was holding my
own... scarcely though because... the very thing you do not do, according to
Maria Montessori, is asking children things they cannot know, or asking them
to do things that they have not been shown properly before.
-Who can tell me what the difference is between good and bad! - Gosh! Some
of the children did not even understand the word 'difference'. No matter
what, you cannot ask children things that they do not know. Anyway I am
staying 'good' :-)
I am surprised though by the answers that are forthcoming.
My God, these children know something...
They come up with answers like:
"It is bad to put the right shoe on the wrong foot."
"It is bad not to drink your milk." one child says.
A shakey nod of approval from the lady...
Another child says, "It is bad to drink cows milk, it is good to drink soy
milk."
A shakey nod from the lady again, and... she gets off on a non-religious
tangent trying to get the children to fully understand the intricacies of
breast feeding, the dairy industry, as well as allergies. (Luckily she does
not get into the "American Soya Growers Association" lobby. That maybe a bit
beyond the faculty of her audience to understand.)
But allergies...!!! Holy Mackerel...!!!
An almost 'Holy Sacrament' sermon ensues about what's good and bad as far as
food goes etc, etc. This goes on for a while and the topics become 'moraler
and moraler' but have nothing to do with: "Being yourself is innately good"
Difficult concept that is, for these little ones! You know, one learns about
that only later in life, when it is almost too late, not early in life...
then you are supposed to pick up on the adage that, "If it is not painful,
it is not good."
OK, a bit cynical, but this is a few years ago, I was like that.
Anyway just at the moment that I am planning to lose it, the lady asks the
little children if they can tell her who god is.
Ohmigosh...
Next question will of course be who the devil is...
But I am not planning to wait for that, so I interrupt her, pretending that
the phone just rang and that it is her father on the phone. "Huh?
Ooookaaay!?" she looks shocked, "My father?", "Huhu!" I nod.... She is not
on speaking terms with him, I know that, it cannot be her father. So I tell
her... impishly... "It is God the Father..., ..., I did not want you to talk
in terms of 'God the Father' to those children..." and... I am on my hobby
horse... She actually gets it... She is actually a good directress (huh?).
She just was not shown yet how to address the divine in and with children
who are still in a state of relative purity .
The children by the way did not mind the interruption, they were doing very
well on their own, they got to 'real stuff' quickly: the pink tower, pooring
rice from one cup into another one, spilling some, cleaning some up.
Coloured beads. Sorting glass jars containing water of different
temperature, putting them in order of temperature gradient (learning about
'difference' the tactile way, see what I mean?) They are working with wooden
frames with zippered fabric, and fabric with clasps, Velcro fittings and
buttons.
The lady's father by the way was a minister...
The story could go on, but I think it is enough.
So what I know is what I was born with... and the other stuff I write about
I picked up by the way side. You see, I never ask, I never question, I
always wonder...
I picked up some patience as I went along the road on my way to pick up
other things.
Love,
Wim
Christian, Buddhist, Hindu points of view are only cultural distinctions.
Truth is, love is, energy is
m.csquared :-)
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