The Greatest Lesson of History
When I recently came across the saying that the greatest
lesson of history is that we do not learn the greatest lessons of history, I knee-jerked.
Of course, humans are just not smart enough to take advantage of the obvious
benefits of knowing history, and the fact that it repeats itself. If only
everyone else got that.
Then, a few days later, it struck me. What if you changed
the sentence to the following: The greatest lesson of my life (or my personal
history) is that …
You fill in the rest.
And once you have the answer, ask yourself what you have learned
from it, and how it has affected your life.
By the way, the greatest lesson of my life occurred on
January 31, 2000. That day, I started to understand time.
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