I am pretty sure all of us could barely remember how we were when we were really young. And when we do get the chance to baby sit, we often whine, ‘why do they ask so many questions?’
Well, unknowingly, most of us do ask a hell lot of question when we were very young. We were young, curious and learning. These questions were usually answered, because of how adorable we could be when we ask these question.
However, when we start pre-school, things changed. When the teacher says, ‘Do you have any questions?’ None of us wants to raise our hands. Reason being, our friends might think we are slow at catching up with the teacher’s teaching, or we will be wasting each other’s time when we could we released about 15minutes earliar, or even, be afraid that we will be laughed at. Then again, we were all young, no one wants to get laughed at.
And when we are finally in high school, we are smarter, and everyone wanted to be cool. And so when the teacher says, ‘Any questions?’ Neither of us raised our hands, again. Only because when we do ask the question, they tend to nonsensical because the answer to our question has to thought twice and logical. Else, you will replies like, ‘Students, please ask smart question!’ And so, the rest of you High School year of being cool, stop at that very second.
When questions are asked, we fear to be asking the qrong questions. We fear the replies we receive will hurt us.
When we ask someone, ‘What do you do as a hobby?’ We can only hoping they would not say hobbies like, ‘Building a Lego home, or Counting the number of sheeps at the barn, or even, Watch my fishes swim in the tank’. As weird as these hobbies may be, the worst reponse that we fear they answer will be, ‘Stealing, Getting Drunk or Getting High’. Then, we simply would not know how to react to such a reply.
When question asked, we fear the replies we get would kill the conversation. Or change the entire vibe. Or even, fear that the replies we get, we might not be good enough for them at all.
Till then, there is so many questions I’d like to ask, but feared of the answer I might receive. Call me a coward, I’m fine with it.
