Salam Inni! Salam Baba!
My parents were not intellectuals … maybe I should review this assessment within its proper context. But I am not totally wrong if I say that they had a sort of “intuitive wisdom”… I definitely should think about all that … later 🙂
This “elaborate” introduction was to say that one thing we learned when we were kids was to say proper “Hello” to anyone we met. First we had to stand up, stop doing whatever we were doing, and look at them. Then it was up to them to nod, shake our hand, kiss us, answer back or even ignore. We had to wait respectfully until the person had any of the above reactions. Saying a proper Hello was mandatory for us, regardless of the newcomer’s social status. We were kids and had to treat all elders with deference.
This attitude was forged into us without explanation or justification as modern parents do. This was the way to behave and that was that.
Although my father was rather unconventional, I have no childhood memories of my parents disregarding or disrespecting any human being.
I never thought about all that afterwards for a long time, but I have always been very sensitive to this simple and daily moment of encounter, like others I had my periods of “self-affirmation” and did the opposite of all that I was taught to do. But I always felt uneasy when in a friendly gathering or a meeting, people would ignore a newcomer. In ordinary situations, I definitely hate this loose hand shake from a person looking somewhere else.
Later in life we have a better understanding of things-in order to accept or reject, or we embellish our memories. Now I think that a proper Hello, this simple acknowledgement of the “other“, means a lot. I think of Hannah Arendt…
We were also taught to say proper “goodbye“, but I am not going to reveal all that in just one post! 🙂