Philosophy in Childhood

Two memories of philosophical thoughts in childhood occurred to me today.

The first was an occasion when I was coming back from the zoo on a bus. I was tired of being on the bus and I wanted to be at home. But it suddenly occurred to me that I never would be at home and I never would be off the bus. I had a strong impression that every point on the graph of life is an independent existence, so the little Maolsheachlann that was on the bus would be a different person to the little Maolsheachlann that was at home. I couldn't have articulated this, but I thought it very clearly in a wordless way.

On another occasion, I was walking home from school and trying to decide whether to get a chocolate bar (specifically, a Fry's Chocolate Cream) in the shop I would pass on the way. I realized that one of two things would happen; I would get the chocolate bar, or I wouldn't get the chocolate bar. But I didn't know which it was going to be! Where exactly would the decision be made? It seemed like something outside of me, somehow.

Maybe that's not philosophy. But it's something close to it, I think.