Why am I shut down every time I’m curious about the world?

Focus on my studies, they say. Why are you worrying about this?

I can’t help myself. I really can’t. So many things go through my mind and it aches, it hurts to have so many questions that nobody wants to give me the answer to.

Is it so incredibly difficult to spare some time to talk to me about your experiences, your expertise?

You can tell me if you don’t know. Or find out together with me. But the last thing I want to hear is that you think I’m a nutcase with nothing better to do in my life.

One day, the curious child will find that his thirst for knowledge has dwindled.

One day, the curious child will give up trying to understand.

One day, the curious child will stop asking questions.

One day, he will lose his fire for life.

And it will be your fault.

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