Tale of happiness: Sound of silence
Inspiration of the week: a child I had on the phone while volunteering at the ‘Kindertelefoon’ who succeeded to make me ‘swallow my tongue’. She only needed 10 minutes to turn my active talk into silence by just asking questions about life. I was astonished and decided to dedicate the ‘Tale of Happiness’ to this new experience.
Once upon a time a curious 5 year old named Anne was known for her talks. Not for being a chatterbox (someone who talks a LOT) or smart talks, but for the absence of talks. Nobody had not hear her talk since childbirth. Compared with other 5 year-olds she had the same height, weight, 2 eyes, a nose and a smile on her face. She was topped with long curly blond hair which gave her the x-factor for cuteness. She went to school and played with other children after school like a normal child. Though she didn’t speak a word she was quite popular among other children, as if she was blessed with a gift which was invisible for ordinary people.
She’d been seen by all the doctors of town and a specialist all the way from another country as well. Her parents were desperate and didn’t know how to make their daughter say her first words til the morning sun opened their eyes. It was a normal day at the start of the winter and the fire heated the house up. They lived in a little house in the woods where only squirls knew the way around. It was Sunday morning 7.10AM and Anne had managed to dress herself in her pyjamas and winter coat to play outside. She was quiet as always and in the presence of her big smile. Her mother, Molly, watched her playing in the snow and decided to break her ritual. In stead of correcting her daughter and put her more clothes on she did the same as Anne and went outside dressed in her pyjamas and winter coat. She sat down next to Anne and complimented her for her winter coat she’d managed herself. Anne stopped her busy-ness and looked up to Molly with a glance her mother had never seen before. Anne’s eyes were blue and appeared to have a clear warmth that made her glance sparkle as a bright star. Molly’s heart stopped for a moment and she became aware she’d never really listened to her daughter before. She had never given Anne the chance to say what she had to say, she’d always listened to her family, friends and specialists that her daughter was different and her daughter had to change in order to live a normal life. A ‘normal’ life? Anne was already normal! The cold lost it’s grip on the two and the sun took control to enjoy the warmth they shared. Their hearts glowed and would never stop glowing again. This particular moment opened Molly’s heart up and her eyes opened up with it. That marked the start where Molly heard her daughter say her first words: ‘thank you.’
One bright star had lit a 30 year older star to live happily together ever after…Inspiration of the week: a child I had on the phone while volunteering at the ‘Kindertelefoon’ who succeeded to make me ‘swallow my tongue’. She only needed 10 minutes to turn my active talk into silence by just asking questions about life. I was astonished and decided to dedicate the ‘Tale of Happiness’ to this new experience.