For a good chunk of my childhood, I did not speak. This was the height of my popularity.
Because, at this time, my parents were hippie liberal bohemians, they decided it would be best if I got my education in home environment where I would be free to till the garden-heart of my inner creativity. They purchased a book called Teach Your Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons and some puppets and some building blocks and I went on to receive the greatest early childhood education anyone could ever receive.
After just 100 lessons, (which were as difficult as advertised), I became literate. I mostly used my newfound power to figure out which cereals were most delicious.
I was an excellent reader, and probably had far superior vocabulary and much clearer syntax than any of my peers, but for some reason I never felt the urge to express these skills through verbal communication. Even when I spoke to my mom it was in a whisper.
Any free time not spent reading was spent staring at walls, trying to help my dolls process the accumulated knowledge into the key to unlocking the doors of perception.
I continued this trend of silent knowledge accumulation until about fifth grade, when I began to grow tired of never getting my way, but was still unable to speak.
So instead of talking, I began to develop “anger issues.” I would break things and throw things and cry. This quickly ended my reign of popularity.
My once endearing silence had become terrifying. My parents had no choice but to readjust their strategy.
I hope that you still help your toys unlock the mysteries of the universe, I still do.
Ha! I love the illustrations. One of my favorite blogs is Hyperbole and a Half, maybe you have seen it? If not, you should check it out. Funny stuff!
Checked it out. Bought the book. It is awesome. It’s like me, but better.
I’m glad you liked my post. Yours is a great blog. I’m hooked.
Oh my god, “Are we Republicans now?” killed me! I’m definitely following your blog now.
I thought you were Hyperbole and a half. in disguise.
I’m like a fat Allie Brosh.