Chapter 3: To name to the world.

After all, after both emotional and physical injuries, we were forced to accept not to think differently from the multiplication table printed on the back of each volume. If we want to change, we have to wait until we become successful, that is, by the time we become world-famous mathematicians, then we will compose a multiplication table of our choice.

In the meantime (oh, so long!), Me, Hai stork, cub, and Tí sun are forced to agonizely agree that 2 times 4 is 8, as well as 3 times 5 is 15.

With that humiliating attitude of surrender, we quickly returned to being good children in the eyes of our parents, which meant keeping the notebook as sacred as keeping the pupils of our eyes, as well as being forced to redeem. recognize that a diligent child is definitely not a spoiled child.

Life goes back to its old rails and my life is in danger of dying out in a monotonous rhythm since I was born.

How now? I thought, thought, and thanks to god's help I finally thought of a way out.

Hey, guys! - The revolutionary gathered his remnants - From today on, we don't call the chicken a chicken, the bird is a bird, the notebook is the notebook, the pen is the pen ...

Tí was bewildered:

Then what to call?

Call by whatever, as long as the call is not the same!

Sea storks squinted:

Can you call the hat a notebook, the head is the leg?

Okay. - I huff - You want to call the head a butt is fine.

Son wondered:

But why do that?

That year, at the age of eight, I did not know that in the 5W formula that Westerners used as a tool to discover the truth, including "What - Who - Where - When - Why", we Vietnamese still translated as "What - Who - Where - When - Why", the question "Why" is always the most profound, most substantial, and of course the most difficult to answer. Compared to the other four questions, the question that begins with the two words "Why" is much more important.

As a kid, you probably also have a ton of "why" questions that make your parents extremely confused.

Why does thunder come in the rain?

Why does hair grow only on the head?

Why are we celebrating Tet?

Why sugar is sweet and salt is salty?

Why is blood red?

Why does the stork sleep with one leg?

Why do men have breasts?

Why does the earth orbit the sun?

We, to be precise, we kids, have gone from the simplest of questions to the most complex ones, of which there are questions that would otherwise be impossible for a brilliant scientist. thoroughly explained. Our parents back then (we do sometimes too) often find a way to turn to other things or can't help but get mad at their children because they are angry that they are not great scientists. that's it.

But when it comes to questions like "Why are we born?", "Why do we have to live?", "Why must we die?", Scientists give up. Questions now become metaphysical and begin to enter the realm of philosophy. Prince Siddhartha once sought an answer to this fundamental question - to decipher the meaning of existence, to eventually become an enlightened one of the greatest in the world under the name of Shakyamuni. Mau Ni.

Oh, I'm chattering again. But all is due to the Tí sún. It asks me "why" - a philosophical question. In an effort to answer a question that has the seeds of philosophy, anyone can become a philosopher, even if one is not on purpose and is only eight years old.

I was sporty, my face was red and gay:

Why do you do that? Because we need to prove we have our own worth. We do not like to obey other people's arrangements. Why should we call the dog a dog? Huh, a dog is a dog, that doesn't make any sense. If the first person called the dog the iron, we will now also call it the iron. It's just a dua! So stupid!

Great, Cu Mui! - Hai stork rang. If Fret doesn't chain her iron, even if I am her husband I swear I will never step over her house!

Sea Storks! "I think you should close your arms," ​​he growled.

The stork extended his arms and frowned:

This arm?

I smile:

I think the Frustration is more than talking about your mouth.

Ah, - The stork hangs his head - That means from now on we will call the mouth an arm. That's good!

oOo

In those days, it was best not to enter our world. If not, you will feel like you are lost on another planet.

I mean it. For sure you won't be able to understand replies like this:

It's night, I'm going home to go to the market.

My mom promised to buy me a new well on my birthday.

No matter how imaginative it is, you cannot imagine how we would say we can go to the market instead of going to sleep, just as our briefcase suddenly turned into a well innocently.

Respectful parents are of course not interested in this chattering, especially we seem to be slowly infecting new words that when the three kids tell him to turn off the fan, it turns off. TV, like Tí rut dozens of times run out to the street just to find the Bra while her mother waited wearily for her to bring in the iron.

At that time, I thought it was a child's play and only children could think of such amazing games. We want to change a way of calling, even if possible, renaming the whole world, with just one very good purpose of making the world new, pristine, like being born again. We have no other way when we are too young while the world is too old. That's why we kids desperately need our own young and rich world.

But when I became an adult I discovered that adults also love to play this game, of course with a completely different purpose. People call bribes giving gifts above affection, calling wrongdoing irresponsible, calling embezzlement a loss that has serious consequences, and so on. The purpose of this conceptual swapping is to obscure what is so clear, with the typical way of using a complex and understandable phrase to call an event where people are. It is completely possible to call by name with a short, simple and transparent word that no one else can understand even if they want to. In this ominous way one day it is very likely that people will give out the Physics Nobel Prize to someone capable of exerting a deliberate acting force that causes matter to move from one position to another. which the client is unaware of, while that beautiful, classy phrase actually refers to the pickpocket name.

Our children are much more innocent and pure.

But that's why we have to pay the price.

This is the accident of the Stork.

The teacher asked him to read a passage in the reading book.

I took out the book! - The teacher said and he casually picked up the math book.

Not this book! - The teacher was shocked - Didn't you bring your reading book? Where's my notebook? Do you copy the article?

Hai stork awkwardly pulled out the cloth hat tucked in the pocket of his pants and put it on the table.

Are you kidding! - The teacher stood up, her face turned red - I followed her up to the office and met the principal right away!

Teacher, the principal is not going to school today. Yesterday, the principal had a fight with me, this morning I was still groaning at home.

The principal in Hai Stork's mind is of course me - the guy of Goat. Yesterday afternoon I beat him really (just because I had a fight to see who could be the father of the child first) and at night I had a fever, for whatever reason only heaven knows but Hai stork boasted that he beat I lie flat.

In our newly renamed world, Hai Stork is the police chief, Bon is the flight attendant, Tí sún is Snow White, and I am the principal. These names are chosen by us, according to each child's secret wishes.

On the good days before the Stork's crash, our world was filled with sounds of joy like this:

Principal, today I will be a mother, will the principal be the child?

What are you chewing on in your arm, sheriff, will you?

Snow White, stay away! Did you urinate when I went to the market last night, but my father heard about it?

Flight attendant, did you just buy a new notebook? Come here to try it for a bit!

As you know, we gave the hat a new name: the notebook, the television was the fan, and we went to the market to sleep. And it's also great that we call math a reading, history is writing, ethics is drawing, and tons of other bold innovations.

But all are not as dangerous as calling Cu Mui like the principal.

Fortunately, the real headmaster, after hours of interrogating the sheriff, understood that the principal who was beaten up by Hai Stork was not a teacher, and although he did not consider it as an insult, after that dark hour. of history, the dog was again the dog, the guy the Goat was the Goat boy again, which meant we were not allowed to redefine the world again in a way that adults are far from coming up with.

Can they ban us because they are jealous?

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