When I was a student, I’d sit in lectures scribbling down everything that the lecturer wrote on the board. Like most people there, I understood very little.
This one guy would put up his hand and ask the lecturer a naive question and the rest of us would breathe a sigh of relief. That’s what
we wanted to ask, but had been too ashamed to!
The lecturer would patiently answer the question with no trace of condescension.
That’s when I realised:
there are no stupid questions.