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older people grow the better they can see that all diversity of the world
can be brought together to only several simple ideas. It reminds one of putting together some large mosaic picture. Each one makes his own picture. When we were children, we saw so many various pieces all around us – we saw them separately, we didn’t even know they might be put together. They flashed and gleamed all around like fragments of colored glass in a huge fantastic kaleidoscope and we just watch their restless whirling. |
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Then
we tried to understand and explain what we saw and sometimes were offended
by of grown-ups’ laughter at our explanations. We asked silly questions
when we were small. Then we hesitated to ask other people because we didn’t
want to be laughed at. Maybe sometimes we asked only our very close friends,
but mostly watched the world around ourselves or read books. We learned
then that there are not only gaily colored pieces in the kaleidoscope –
but there are some sad and sorrowful, serious and rude ones. We gave up thinking that all things in our world might or have to be known and explained, but there may be some eternal puzzles in it. The
longer we live the smaller our world seems to us not only because we studied
geography at school but due to airplanes, satellite TV and the Internet.
We knew of war conflicts and political games, of ecological problems and
ozone holes as well as of many other alarming things about our planet
and such knowledge doesn’t help us to see that the world becomes more
harmonious and mankind is getting any happier then ever before.
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