I remember the time at my school when I heard older students in the hallway say, "Did you sign up for philosophy class? I hear they talk about tables there!" In fact, that piqued my interest because it seemed downright absurd and thus quite a bit more interesting than the topics of other required courses.
I am convinced that philosophy - communicated in an age-appropriate way - can coincide splendidly with the existential questions that impose themselves on young people during puberty anyway, and with which one or the other may also have his or her discomfort. So I am mortal? What am I doing with my time in this world? To what greater purpose than myself could I devote myself to transcend my ego? What is righteous? School grades, for instance? I also recognize that my parents and teachers are far from perfect people - so how am I supposed to be congruent? What exactly does beauty mean and is this perception even objectively ascertainable? What values and norms does society give us and shouldn't I radically question them at least once before I accept them and thus pass them on? Who am I at all and who do I want to be? We see once again that philosophy prefers to ask questions than to make concrete - always true - statements. The discussion this sparks is thereby the key to self-knowledge and the possible own role in this world. I had a very bright philosophy teacher and I also think that this very possibility to make philosophy useful for me already at school led to the decision to finally study philosophy at university.
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