It’s the sound of silence which so often we crave but rarely achieve but when we do, it’s deafening.
So it was that my teenage daughter decided she would take a vow of silence for her local youth group, in order to raise funds for a special trip. Ordinarily, a vow of silence for charity would normally consist of a 24 hour stint, maybe even 48 hours. But no, my daughter decided on a week! That’s a whole seven days. ‘She’ll never do it’, I thought. If I get her on Zelda, or the demise of Nintendo, she will crack. Not that I wanted her to fail, but she does go on sometimes especially on those subjects, so it would be an interesting test.
At first, it was quite amusing; a one-way conversation without her answering back, is always a good thing or so I thought. But after a while, it became apparent that one of us was quite hopeless at playing charades. As she scribbled her replies on a scrap of paper, I had to contend with her illegible handwriting or reach for a magnifying glass as I didn’t have my reading glasses with me. All in all, it was becoming rather tiresome and I couldn’t wait for her to speak once again. who would have thought?
To her credit and uttermost determination, she achieved her goal of not uttering a sound for an entire seven days. I can only applaud her for her strength of character and I was particularly pleased to see her gratefully receive a bouquet of flowers for her efforts.
She is quite simply an incredible child, a joy to behold and I can only hope that she continues down this path of determination in everything she tackles.
Her ever loving father.