Kristin, who is eight, was chewing fresh bread with olive pesto. (This is a new recipe I have tested out, and let me tell you: With olive pesto, nothing else is needed with bread. Scrumptious!)
“I know who Socrates was,” she said between bites. “He was a man who lived before Jesus. He taught people to think new thoughts and for that he had to drink poison and die. This I learned at school last year.”
The thing I like about Socrates the most is that he said that the only thing he knew was that he knew nothing. He and I had a lot in common, it turns out.
Kristin’s simple way of stating that Socrates taught the people to think new thoughts kind of stuck with me yesterday. He did, indeed, and will be remembered forever. I don’t even know all his new thoughts, but I like him, nevertheless, because he was brave. He dared to speak to the establishment. He dared to question what was commonly accepted as the way things had to be.
So this is my challenge today. To not just continue to do things and act a certain way and behave according to the norm only because that is how things are done. I think I am going to ask the question Why a lot more.
I am not sure I will get as far as Socrates did, and hopefully I will not be condemned to drink poison as a punishment for my rebellious thoughts, but I would like to be known as somebody who “taught people to think new thoughts.”
Olive pesto. That is a new thought, for example. How about taking on the military junta in Burma. Not exactly a new thought, but definitely different.