Day: June 10, 2022

The Three Sieves

I created this from a short story we read about a philosopher teaching a lesson with a moral to one of his peers. He taught the peer to not gossip unless he takes “The Three Sieves test” to check if his gossip is true, kind and necessary.

Socrates

Socrates

Socrates was born in 470 BCE in a city called Alopece. He died in 399 BC because he was accused of not showing respect to their Gods and for “corrupting the youth”. The trial lasted a day and he was sentenced to death. On his last day he refused offers to help him escape, accepting his death. He was forced to poison himself by consuming a deadly potion of a poisonous plant called “hemlock”.

Socrates was a scholar. He was famous for his participation in ancient Greek philosophy. In fact he was known as the “Father of western Philosophy”. One of his quotes says “Strong minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, weak minds discuss people”. This quote is about the people with “weak minds” are the people discussing rumours and gossip. 

Another quote of his says Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle”. This quote means to always be kind, because everyone has their own problems they’re fighting that you don’t know about.

Alma

It’s snowing, each snowflake hits my blue beanie. I attempt to catch one, but it slips right out of my hand. I run my hand across a green building. I pass posters, posters of missing children. Turning around I see a chalkboard with thousands of names surrounds me. I find the perfect place to write mine. I sense that something is staring at me. Turning around I see a doll that is identical to me. Almost like a long lost twin. It creeps me out but my curiosity gets the better of me. I turn away for a second and it’s gone. “Where did it go?” I ask myself. I try opening the door, but it’s jammed. I have a small tantrum and throw a snowball at the door in anger and storm off.

I hear the door creaking as it opens. I run to the store to fully open the door. I take a look around seeing millions of dolls all different and unique. It fascinates me. I walk inside and I see the doll. I nearly touch it. Suddenly a toy on a bike hits me. I place it up to stand, it bikes to the door and hits it. I turn around and the doll had disappeared again. I find it on a high shelf. I climb onto a sofa near two disturbing dolls with short black hair and white headbands. The toy on the bike continues to hit the door. I take my glove off to touch the identical doll.

I touch the doll’s nose and my life flashes before my eyes. I breathe heavily as I look around. My perspective is like a fish eye lens. I realise I’m the identical doll now. I see every single doll’s eyes moving from side to side scanning, they are trapped too. Another doll emerges from below, standing on a pedestal. She has red hair, green eyes and red lipstick. Her dress is red too with green flowers on it. She is the next victim, and all we can do is watch new children join us.