I grew up in a small, quiet town.
Shops and schools were all nearby.
This was a feeling of reassurance for my parents.
Anxiety hit them when I finished my 3rd year of high school.
This meant that I had transfer, because this small town didn’t offer the entire program.
I didn’t have much contribution when they choose the next school for me.
It was known as the “rich people’s” school which gave my parents a again a feeling of safety.
This particular school was a one hour bike ride from our house. We did not have a bus or train station.
And indeed, 90% of the kids looked like they come from a wealthy family.
If they didn’t do golf, they did hockey or horse back riding.
I did not fit in AT ALL.
I always arrived half an hour before any else did.
Me and one other guy.
At first we didn’t say anything to each other.
Then it was a “good morning”.
Until we eventually started talking.
One day I asked him if he didn’t feel like the odd one out in this school.
No offense, but he clearly lived on a farm and was far from posh.
He grinned and ranted about how everyone looked so uptight and probably would end up working in daddy’s law firm.
Since he was one year above, this guy became my mentor.
Each morning we met at the same time, half an hour before the others came in.
He helped me with homework.
Told me about how to treat certain teachers.
And in general how to survive the school.
He made me laugh a lot with his impression of the standard student in this school.
One morning, after philosophy class, I showed him my homework.
The teacher gave us a quote which we had to write a report about.
Mine was from an ancient Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu.
A Journey of a 1000 miles, starts with a single step
He started laughing loudly.
“But you might as well take the car”.
He started his rant:
“Why would you even CONSIDER walking!?
So you can impress others while I took my old car and am already enjoying end stop for a while??”
His theatrical way of speaking made me laugh.
“I don’t think “the Proclaimers” would agree with you”.
Even though it probably wasn’t the meaning of the quote, it actually made sense what he said.
He was the type of person who didn’t feel he needed to impress someone.
He was never going to walk 1000 miles to achieve happiness.
Years later I found him on the internet.
He still lived in the same area.
He got married and now has a small farm on his own.
He still has an old car.
He takes his vacations in the same old camping place.
Something tells me, he is way happier than me, who has done the 1000 miles by foot.
This blog was written after Goldie challenged us to share a quote from Ancient Philosopher.
As you might know, I am NOT AT ALL into cryptic and unrealistic quotes.
But I reminded this funny story of my friend who clearly wasn’t either.