Day Two : The Silence
My first silence of the week was tricky as I was travelling back to university. I woke up next to my boyfriend and was unable to say good morning. Hand gestures worked well in securing a cup of tea but I really wanted to chat to him. As he dropped me at the station I saw a bus which advertised the fact that it stopped at a place/station called "Wheat Pieces". I flapped around trying to point out what was amusing me and eventually he got it but it was so strange not just blurting out my observations (maybe it's good for me)
The train journey was OK but I had to write a note to the woman selling drinks in order to quench my thirst. Thankfully nobody else really spoke to me.
Once in London the pace picked up a bit. A man at one of the tube stations caught me off guard and asked me if I was standing in a queue. As I opened my mouth to answer I remembered the silence and changed the noise coming out of my mouth to "Noaaagghhhhh", which startled said man. I then ran away.
I returned home safely but then as my housemates all arrived back I had to point at my mouth to remind them why I wasn't talking. Waiting hours to ask my friends all about their holidays was tough but that's the name of the game really. The woman whose testimony I posted a link to (in the previous post) didn't get to speak to her own daughter for years.
When I finished the silence I was eager to talk to everyone and anyone who would listen!
First day - no mess ups :-)
Emzikles xxx
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