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endsthegame ([personal profile] endsthegame) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2016-08-01 09:51 am

Practical Philosophy, Monday

Today, class was meeting... in the Danger Shop. Ender had programmed it with a simulation of a nice, cool forest clearing, though otherwise his setup was unchanged.

"I suppose this week is as good a week as any to talk about nurture," he said wryly, sitting down. "Specifically, what effect does the environment you grew up in - or exist in - have on you personally? Has it helped define you, or does it define you entirely, or are most of your traits inborn?"

He spread his arms.

"It's an issue on which scientists and philosophers have quarreled for centuries," he said. "When a child gets born to a family in the desert, are they instilled with a resistance to heat on a biological level, or is it that they grow up accustomed to it? Is a child born cheerful, or is that a mechanism they build as they explore how their interaction affects the world around them? And so forth, and so on. I don't want to really talk about other people, though. I want to talk about you."

He took a sip of water.

"So tell me about where you come from, in as much detail - or lack thereof - as you like," he said. "How much of an effect do you think it's had on who you are?"
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Re: Talk.

[personal profile] boneyard_girl 2016-08-01 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's kinda what the weekend without memories showed us," Ada said thoughtfully. "I was fundamentally th' same person, even though I didn't remember nothin' about where I came from or what I was like."

Except for the whole 'able to have an emotionally-committed relationship thing.' But Ada'd always suspected her aversion to relationships stemmed from the way she'd grown up; that weekend just confirmed it.
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Re: Talk.

[personal profile] boneyard_girl 2016-08-02 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ain't lizard brains what we're born with anyway?" Ada pointed out. "But more like-- okay, I wasn't me. I am my memories." Which she understood probably better than most people. "She was, I dunno, almost a different Ada, one who'd grown up somewhere else, almost. Different-- environment?" That was the word he'd used, right? "But her favorite color was still red an' she still liked strawberries with cream for breakfast an' wanted to climb every tree she saw."

"My Uncle Chester says some things are just bred in th' bone, ain't no gettin' rid of what makes you, you."
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Re: Talk.

[personal profile] boneyard_girl 2016-08-02 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Ada weighed her words for a second then; "Ain't so cautious 'bout strangers or th' island strangeness," she decided, picking that as the least-incriminating thing possible. "She ain't learned no better yet."