IS SILENCE GOLDEN?
The gift of voice with it's expressions of excitement, tenderness and beauty seems to be replaced with a conversation placebo. This is a result of our growing technology and not as a result of hearing loss. Although loss of hearing is a possibility as well, but not one that concerns me now. I can remember the excitement of hearing a first word, the shouts of excitement as my children played or talked with friends, or the "see you later" as the screen door slammed and they were off with eyes looking forward. That has been lost to the click of keys and beautiful young faces that rarely look up. We have replaced icons for facial expressions, abbreviations for beautiful words, and the clicking of keys instead of the inflections of voice all while sitting in the same room and carrying on a conversation. Who said silence is golden????
I couldn't wait to hear that first word of each of my children. And, then the cuteness of their speech as they develop their speech muscles and learn to pronounce words, letter combinations and syllables. Or,the suprise of their announcement of words we thought safe by spell - talking in their presence. My son's word for hamburger was hangburger and spagethetti was bisketti. My granddaughter was always excited to go to the tamerial store when I needed materal for her new outfit. I also recall my daughter walking into a room full of company announcing, "Mommy, Kent's n-o-o-d again." She thinking by trying to spell nude it would remain a mystery to our guests. Their voices also told us when they were sad, worried, excited, happy, bored and even sick.
We have more than likely all wished for those moments of quiet. And, then we realize that those moments do come too soon as they turn into teenagers and communicate less with parents and more with friends. Adding to this, we have given them the means to avoid voice communication with their friends and family members. I often wonder what my granddaughter is communicating about as she sits and texts with friends. Even dinner conversation sometimes includes friends down the block or even in a different state. But this isn't just limited to the young, my daughter-in-law even responsed to a text as we sat eating dinner.
How much conversation freedom should be allowed to children? Computers and cell phones have presented many benefits to maintaining contact with family and friends. But, it has also exposed us to the hazards of not knowing what is being said and by whom. Something that does create problems in their setting role models to follow. Who really, really knows who is on the other side of their conversations.
Enjoy this blast from the past of actually talking on a land line (notice the idea of phone future. I thought it amusing talking on a phone without a line connection, it could only happen in the movies. Little did I know)!
Is Anyone Speaking?
I am living in the age of communicative isolation. I love to communicate with the latest technology. Isn't that what I find myself doing at this moment? But, I love even more the sound of someone's voice. I admit that I have contributed to this isolation in my own home. I have arranged the family room furniture to face a tv screen. I have eliminated the opportunity to look face to face and carry on a conversation.
I sat with my daughter and her husband last weekend while they came for a visit. I suddenly realized we went visiting. I thought we were sitting watching a tv program but, soon realized I was watching tv and they were texting each other on their phones. The three of us sitting and no one speaking. How sad is that? But, I've seen it all around me. Communicative isolation.
I have several e-mail accounts that I use to correspond for different reasons. This is a convience when we live in different time zones or because sometimes reasons to communicate come to me in the middle of the night. An e mail does keep me from making annoying phone calls at the most inappropiate times. But, I have found that I during normal day hours I appreciate the sound of a live voice either in the same room or on the other end of a phone line. Speech, other than my talking to myself, has become one of my most enjoyable and valued things.
Let's Talk About It!
Tell me what you’re angry about,
Speak of your sadness,
I love the cackle of your laughter,
: ) or X-D.
I’ll cry with you if you let me,
I enjoy hearing the surprise in your voice,
Make me smile with the flirtations in your voice,
Don't ♥ me, tell me you love me.
I don’t like reading between the lines.
How ironic - I will appreciate your texted comments since we can't be F2F . CUL8R. LOL