what you don't know can't kill you?

I was given an excelent opportunity to be attached to the Edinburgh Homeless Practice for my Talking with Families exercise designed to let us know more about young mum's views and experience with the NHS.

So today, i've ventured into a different sort of life. A different journey. It was exciting to try to decipher something so foreign and hear it first hand. It was amazing how different life can be, and how much i didn't know. How much life can change one, make one stronger. How much life can seem so well for one human, and yet so different for another.

It's nice to hear a fellow human being telling me about their different world instead of being so caught up in ur very small one.

On the other hand, i wonder whether she was as curious as me about my world. She was quite easy-going in my opinion. It's a good thing, but sometimes i wonder whether those like her actually wants to know more about things good for her or her family. I wonder how easy or rather, hard it was for her. I wonder how hard it was for her to get the information she might want.

I can't remember where i read this but there's 4 levels of knowledge:
1. don't know that you don't know
2. know that you don't know
3 know that you know
4. don't know that you know

I wonder how much us human beings in our world don't know that we don't know stuff, even if those things were vital. It's scary to think that i might not know that i don't know a lot of things that i'm supposed to know. Ignorance is bliss, but also dangerous.

Yet, if you are living in an urban area, chances are you'll be told about things you didn't know that you didn't know initially and slowly climb up the levels of knowledge. But how about others? How about those who don't have any form or limited education? How bout those who have some learning disabilities? How about those who do not have access to these sorts of media? How about those back in the rural parts of sarawak and sabah whose schools are only accessible by lotsa climbing, dangerous bridges and boats?

But sometimes, we are just too caught up with our own worlds, we forgot about them, despite knowing the ordeals these people are going through. We know it, but we don't feel it.

These people are the voiceless. Like it or not, it renders them powerless. Without eyes, you won't even know what changes are going on, even if it's against u. Without knowing, you won't know how or what to speak up. Until it's too late.

If only they had the equal chance to choose to know, to know at least what they don't know.