No doubt everyone's life is different. The good thing about childhood is that your mind is like an sponge that absorbs everything, you're in full discovery mode, and things do not need to be sophisticated and complex to create lasting impressions. I didn't have access (and I'm sure many neither) to planetariums, big science museums and other impressive buildings, but that didn't stop me from being curious. My school had a small museum of very old desiccated animals right across my first grade classroom. It had been there almost intact for decades, with very old furniture, giving it a sense of decadence that I found fascinating. I could imagine how many people had been there and seen those objects, and this nostalgic connection to a past I had not lived myself has remained with me the rest of my life. My school books also opened up windows to learn about galaxies and the solar system, and the first books with stories I read filled me with curiosity about the many things the world could offer. But the simplest things of life at home, a ride to the countryside, walking with an older cousin to buy hot bread in a breezy night, going to the old movie theater (Roosevelt Theater it was) with my brothers to see outdated films for a cheap price...the most silliest things, they are still very much present in my mind as the enjoyable moments of life. There were many bad moments, too, of course, things that at that time I wished I had not gone through, but later in life I learned that they were actually valuable experiences. And then being a teenager, social pressures, love, sex, music, studies, work, etc., all with good and bad memories, with peak points and valleys, very deep valleys that made me question what was life good for. But it is going through the darkness that gives you strength and even regaining that sense of discovery apparently lost after childhood, maybe lacking the innocence and amazement of the first years, but I wouldn't say with its luster lost. Every new layer that life adds to it has its own luster. And now the good thing about mature age is that having been the outcast, you have learned to live with your own standards and embrace them, the weirdness has paid off in the form of your mind independence.
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