Me: "Ok, I will"
To be honest, I actually don't like asking questions.
I'm an observer- I watch how things work and my last resort has always been asking questions about things.
When I was young I went to a Catholic Primary School. (If anyone else went to a Catholic Primary School you would probably relate to what I'm about tosay)
Back then, we were taught to be "Quiet children". Doing our work quietly at our desks and just getting on with it.
There was no room for question asking- no. That was considered a "bad thing" and those children that did ask questions were frowned upon with a resulting remark such as "Didn't you listen?"
I'm not saying that this way of learning didn't work or was terrible. (sorry if I've offended anybody!) My point though is, that what we learn sticks.
We grow up, we follow what we were taught.
The concept of questioning really shook my core when I was in attending High School.
I remember really distinctly, when I was in History and my teacher asked us to complete a task. My friend (who I might say was labelled a "trouble maker") put her hand up and remarked "I don't know what to do."
In shock and in horror the whole class turned to her then turned to look at out teacher. It was like a slow motion scene in a horror movie and we were all sitting there in silence and anticipation.
My teacher looked up from her desk, and replied "I am not going to repeat what I've just said."
And left it at that.
So let me just bring you back to the present.
I'm now sitting there trying to get my head around this concept.
I can ask questions??...
I can ask questions!!
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