SQUARE PEGS.....

None of us wrote this one.....

A fellow square peg ,who for reasons known only to himself, decided to become a teacher.
 On the last gathering of the pegs, he informed us that a fellow educator who teaches History, was under the impression that The Battle of Britain and D Day were both from the same time period of The Second World War. He also let us in on the fact that the song Tax Man, penned by Mr George Harrison, was in fact going to  be credited to Mr John Lennon, in a lesson dedicated to the 1960s and the influence of said musician on the decade.

Small matters you may feel but ask yourself this. What if the above were in fact the case and what we know as history and accept as the truth wasn't? What if everything we've been told was in fact based on the whim of those who told us, and not how things actually happened?

How  many of us know what we believe to be  the truth  actually is that? How much of it is based on what others have told us and ,honestly now, how many of  us really care?

When we think of the past, we tend to think about it in terms of things we can't touch or feel anything about, unless we have some personal link to it , sometimes through a well known or documented event. It doesn't matter because it's  gone and not our here and now. We are distanced by time. It has no effect on us, it is black and white and hung on museum walls. I sometimes think of the present in terms of a rocket that's just blasted off. One minute we're at the very tip of the nose cone, right at the centre of the heat and friction at the sharpest point of  what's happening then suddenly, we slip and we're after burn.


Our times will be left for others to record . The minutiae of who we were will  never be known. We will form part of someone elses' depiction of the past  and become a vision of the truth for those who come after to accept just as we do now with what came before us.

 We don't have to.

Now, as never before in any time in history, we have the capability to make our own voices heard. To leave behind our stories, our own accounts of our lives, who we are,what we felt and thought. It isn't about any kind of fame or status, it's about saying this was me, this is my truth.


In his colleagues' defence, my friend did point out that some people who teach, know a lot about one thing and very little about anything else, it's called being a specialist I suppose.
 This did nothing to lessen the indigence of the other pegs, who were all of the opinion that at least a general knowledge of other things was preferable to a general ignorance towards them.


Anyway, I'm off , got a good book on the go about how The Victorians invented the last 600 years...and I know they didn't..........