What does it mean: “Fragment of a Mirror”?
This blog is titled “Fragment of a Mirror”. But what does that mean exactly?
Well, when I was about twelve years old, I saw a play called “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten” by Robert Fulghum which was adapted from a book of the same title. One of the scenes described a lecture to which one of the students asked the age-old question: “What is the meaning of life?”
The lecturer, Dr. Papaderos, a man acredited with singlehandedly bringing peace between the Germans and the Cretans, smiled, pulled a small mirror—no larger than a quarter—out of his wallet, and gave this answer:
“I am a fragment of a mirror whose whole design and shape I do not know. Nevertheless, with what I have I can reflect light into the dark places of this world—into the black places in the hearts of men—and change some things in some people. Perhaps others may see and do likewise. This is what I am about. This is the meaning of my life.”
To read the whole short story go to: http://garywolff.com/subdir/life_meaning.htm
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