Heavy Whispers through Latticed Openings
A Personal Essay on the Dangers of Questioning Faith
After our 10th-grade Philosophy teacher introduced himself, I asked him if we would be studying Confucius or Lao Tzu’s teachings. He acted like I had spit on his patacón (a delicious twice-fried plantain dish popular in Colombia). He then pretended he had never heard of those philosophers. He added that our philosophy courses would revolve…