Covert Novelist



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“It’s unusual seeing you sitting out here alone, what’s up?”

“Oh, I was listening.”

“Ok, why?”

“I was with Linda.”

“That doesn’t explain much, but some.”

“I try not to take life for granted you know?”

“Where’s this going?”

“In the space of an hour, she’d heard sounds, that we (I) obviously take for granted.  I’m not sure how she does it, but she does.”

“Give me a for instance.”

“For instance, while we were sitting together on the park bench, she identified at least a dozen different voices, all children playing together.  Not only did she identify the various nuances in the voices, some were happy, others dramatic, some quiet but she explained feelings to go along with what she heard. One child while talking had a depth of sadness that as a sighted person I could discern, but I found it incredible that Linda could tell the depth of her unhappiness.  She was right.  The little girl was sitting on the sidelines, wanted to play but was smaller than the others and couldn’t keep up.  She stopped running and trying.  There was such a dejectedness about her that it startled me.  It was also touching that (I guess it was her sister) ran back, grabbed her hand and tugged her along with the others chasing after a kite.”

“Linda described the entire scene and I don’t know how she knew there was a kite, because it was high in the sky, I didn’t notice any sound associated with it.  A man and his wife were racing around and the children in the park were so delighted they joined in, which the couple didn’t seem to mind, but invited.”

“So this got you to where you are now?”

Opening her eyes, Sienna continued, “I realized that even though I can see and obviously hear, I have been rushing through life, I needed to take a moment to connect again, with all the sounds I hear which are so precious and which add so much to any experience.”

“Were, are you feeling sad for Linda then?”

“On the contrary.  I realized that she hears and absorbs far more in the space of a few minutes than I do in hours.”

“First, you don’t take much for granted.  Secondly, it’s always good to touch base and appreciate what we have.”

“I have to write an essay for the professor so I decided the subject would be about appreciation, hearing in particular and to do that, I need to take time to listen, really listen to what I hear and describe it in colours and nuances.”

“Sounds like a winner to me.”

“I thought I’d interview Linda as part of the thesis, describing the difference between us, not all blind people, just us.”






  1. Margarita says:

    So many messages in sound that we fail to hear, Phyllis. Well done! 😉 xoM


  2. AprilEsutton says:

    Just listening is one of my favorite things to do, and you are right, we need to take the time to appreciate what we have.


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