Watu and The Man

September 4, 2017: Educate

A well educated man stood upright on the long carpet before the Main Hall. He took a deep breathe, expanded his chest, took two steps forward past the high door and mechanically turned his frown upside down. He greeted Mr. Hanafi with a munificent embrace, partly to avoid making eye contact. He disliked Mr. Hanafi, and only Mr. Hanafi did not know. He proceeded to work the room in a routine fashion, until he met another man whom he had not seen in the Main Hall before.

This man, Watu is his name, is also a well educated man. He also stood upright. His shoulders were relaxed and his hands by his side. Watu wore an easy smile and a clean shave. The man greeted Watu with a bombastic hello, and Watu replied in humility. The man’s smile was still an upside down frown, and it slowly reverted somewhere in between smile and frown as he began to engage with Watu. It was clear that Watu was just as educated as the man as their conversation dove deeper into similarities and differences of regional philosophic traditions, but it was not clear to the man why Watu held the public good in such high regard. To the man, an individual must work hard to grease the wheels and put himself on top, for the well being of him and his family. To Watu, an individual must work hard for the well being of him and his family, and fellow man. For without fellow man, Watu would merely be a human body who has not (yet) discovered fire.

Here they were – Watu and the man – standing in the Main Hall, exemplars of humanity. The educated: as rich and poor as society itself.

 

 

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