I have been cleaning and culling and going through tonnes of stuff of late – and I every once in a while I come across a little treasure. The other day, in the midst of my organizing effort, I found a well-folded page of a yellow legal pad with this scribbled account of a conversation. It is from my pre-blogging days, sometime around 2009:
H: Mo-omm… Do geese know how to read?
(I must admit there is something I just love about the way H can still make ‘mom’ into a two-syllable word)
Me: Hmmm… I don’t think so… No.
H: Then how do they know how to make a ‘V’ ?
Me: Good question… I think it has something to do with aerodynamics and wind resistance… You see, the front…
(H cuts short my explanation)
H: I saw them make a ‘T’ once… and they can write! The sky is like the paper and they don’t run out of ink…
H: They just run out of geese
So… yes… there ya’ have it! I love H’s questions.
He still asks really good questions…
Sometimes his questions are explorations of a topic in which he is deeply interested and one that he is seeking to ponder and explore from every angle with a beautifully mathematical attention to minutiae – and variations on a theme.
Sometimes his questions are breathtakingly deep and cut to the core or essence of a thing and reveal that he already has an answer and a wisdom that belies his years, and he is just checking his perception, or wanting to share his perspective.
Sometimes H’s questions have me stretching to understand what he is really asking – because his experience is uniquely his and he processes the world and language differently than I. His words may explicitly state a query – but the question underlying that may be quite different and not align with the language, or it might be profoundly metaphorical. Searching to understand his perspective and intended meaning has me working hard to listen and honour and respond in a useful and sensitive manner to my son.
Sometimes H’s questions are those of a delightfully artful young man who is playing with ideas and perspectives and language and possibility… and figuring out the world his own way.
And all of these… every one of them… are good questions!
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