Some readers have said they are reminded when they read this blog of a book called Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder. In the book, a 14 year old schoolgirl called Sophie one day begins to receive letters from a man she has never met before, teaching her about philosophy. They begin a secret relationship and the book develops from there.
If you think I am going to tell you the whole story you are mistaken. You will just have to buy the book and read it for yourself!
The time has come to say that I myself have never received any secret letters about philosophy. Not from anyone, male of female, old or young. So I am not like the girl in the book, at least in that respect. But I do love philosophy. (In some ways, the previous sentence contains a redundancy, since the word philosophy means love of knowledge [or wisdom], and so the sentence is saying, I love love of wisdom. But you know what I mean!)
The other thing I need to say is that I had not even read the book, before someone mentioned it in a comment on this blog. That's funny isn't it? I have since read it and found it enjoyable. The reason I had not read it was because I believed it to be yet another of the seemingly endless number of novels set in World War Two. Which I have already had quite enough of at school.