Anyone else ever hear the phrase, "There are no stupid questions"?
Yeah. Well, today my cousin gave me a look that said almost the opposite. I walked onto the porch of my aunt's house here in northern New Hampshire and noticed a moderately sized piece of wood flying past my head. I turned around to see where it had come from, and there was my twelve year old cousin, picking up another piece of firewood to throw onto the growing pile across the yard. Now, I'm from the city. I spent the last 7-ish years of my life living in the city-- seven in the Boston, MA area and almost another year now in New Haven, CT. As you can imagine, I'm not exactly used to having logs about the width of my arm flying past me. So I was surprised.
"What are you doing?" I asked. She stared at me like I must be crazy and replied in a very matter-of-fact tone, "Throwing wood."
Now she's not a smart-aleck, and she is certainly not disrespectful. Therefore I have no doubt that she was honestly trying to answer my question and had no idea why I was asking such a dumb question.
That brings us back to the phrase, "There are no stupid questions".
I personally agree with that statement, but feel the need to point out, as my cousin so wonderfully expressed without exactly realizing it, that if you ask an obvious question (like I did), I can pretty much guarantee you'll get an obvious answer.
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