Practical Philosophy, Monday

[endsthegame]

The weather had improved, at least in terms of temperature, and the clouds overhead didn't look like they were going to burst. So Ender had directed his class to the lawn again, where he sat in the grass with the bag of sandwiches by his side.

"So," he said, "How do you feel about the future now?"

That was all.

Comments

Re: Talk.

[genesishero]

"I don't remember much," Evan offered, his cheeks flushed with pink as he thought back on how he'd woken up that morning, "it's already getting kind of hazy. But I do remember that I seemed pretty okay with who I am. I... I mean... it was like I knew. Whatever else twenty years does for me, at least I managed to pull together an identity of my own in that time."

Re: Talk.

[endsthegame]

Ender smiled. "That's one of the advantages of old age," he said, "The upside to becoming slow and unchanging is that we tend to build up a sense of identity for ourselves that's unchangeable."