There is a very well-known murder case that I believe has still not been solved. I am not referring Tupac Shakur's death (although I still have questions about that), Kurt Cobain's suicide, or John F. Kennedy's assassination; I am referring to "the cat". We have all been fed lies about the passing of "the cat" since we were children, at points even warned that our fate would be the same if we followed the path of "the cat". As a child, I always heard my own parents as well as my friends' parents, teachers, and random strangers say, "Curiosity killed the cat". At the time, I loved cats, so hearing that this Curiosity guy killed a cat was devastating to me. I told myself I would try to stay away from Curiosity as much as I could because he was obviously a man you did not want to irritate. However, as I grew as a person, Curiosity became my friend and motivator in my academic, social, and spiritual life.
I believe that curiosity is the key to the lock on our minds. I believe that the capacity of our knowledge and intelligence can increase tenfold when this key is used. Whether it is learning in school, meeting new people, or just enjoying life, I have always asked questions. Ranging from "Why are all squares rectangles, but not all rectangles are squares?" in 3rd grade math, "Why did you choose UC?" at Convocation, to "What is my purpose in life?", I have always had a plethora of questions needing to be answered. Even though I cannot find answers to all of them, my inquiries have given me reason to learn, live, and love.
Whenever I come across a difficult subject in school, like many others, I think about it aimlessly with no sort of direction, which lowers my interest in the subject. This haphazard thinking is similar to walking into an abandoned building at midnight. When entering a dark, unpleasant, frightful building, I believe that curiosity is the dusty light switch by the door. Thus, in an attempt to understand the subject, I try to get myself curious about it. I ask myself as well as the teacher as many questions as I can, which aren't necessarily comprehension based, but more purposed based; more "why?" questions than "what?". As my questions continue to get answered, my interest increases, my comprehension increases, and my success with the subject increases.
I believe that "the cat" just wanted a further understanding of its surroundings. The cat wasn't looking for trouble, it just wanted its questions answered. Curiosity didn't kill the cat, curiosity gave it life.
I believe that curiosity is the key to the lock on our minds. I believe that the capacity of our knowledge and intelligence can increase tenfold when this key is used. Whether it is learning in school, meeting new people, or just enjoying life, I have always asked questions. Ranging from "Why are all squares rectangles, but not all rectangles are squares?" in 3rd grade math, "Why did you choose UC?" at Convocation, to "What is my purpose in life?", I have always had a plethora of questions needing to be answered. Even though I cannot find answers to all of them, my inquiries have given me reason to learn, live, and love.
Whenever I come across a difficult subject in school, like many others, I think about it aimlessly with no sort of direction, which lowers my interest in the subject. This haphazard thinking is similar to walking into an abandoned building at midnight. When entering a dark, unpleasant, frightful building, I believe that curiosity is the dusty light switch by the door. Thus, in an attempt to understand the subject, I try to get myself curious about it. I ask myself as well as the teacher as many questions as I can, which aren't necessarily comprehension based, but more purposed based; more "why?" questions than "what?". As my questions continue to get answered, my interest increases, my comprehension increases, and my success with the subject increases.
I believe that "the cat" just wanted a further understanding of its surroundings. The cat wasn't looking for trouble, it just wanted its questions answered. Curiosity didn't kill the cat, curiosity gave it life.