Everything must make sense

Once upon a time I met an old man who was carrying a heavy knapsack and almost broke down under the heavy load. I approached him and politely asked him where he was going with the knapsack and if maybe I could help him. But he friendly thanked me and said: „I am not carrying it anywhere, I always carry it with me.“
„But for heaven’s sake, why are you burdening yourself with a heavy knapsack all the time? This doesn’t make sense!“
„Of course the knapsack makes sense my friend. How else should I carry my six heavy iron plates, twenty-four padlocks, twenty-four keys and six iron chains?“
„You have all this in your knapsack?“ I asked completely taken aback.
„Yes, my young friend, all this I am carrying in my knapsack and this is the meaning of the knapsack and that is why the knapsack makes sense because everything anyone does must make sense!“ Continue reading

Why?

Once there was a strange little boy called Peter, who drove everyone crazy asking questions all the time. When he was to go to school, he asked his mummy: “Why do I have to go to school?”

“Well, so you can learn how to read and write and count!”

“Can you do that?”

“Of course I can read and write and count!”

“So why don’t you just show me how to do it?”

“Because that’s not the way it’s done. Reading and writing and counting you have to learn in school!”

“And tying my shoelaces and brushing my teeth and going to the toilet?”

“These are things you learn at home!”

Why?

“Come on now, question time is over, now it’s time for bed”, mummy said. Continue reading