Silence is Who I am
- Thessalonica Mayol
- Apr 6, 2015
- 2 min read


Not speaking is the flower. I am but a child born from silence and I gladly prefer to keep it that way. I have many things I want to say but silence is my mentor. Many things were left unsaid, but silence was also my parents’ mentor. I am a child born from silence, dwelling in a household of silence.
In this world, there are some things better left unsaid, that’s why unknowingly when I ask a sensitive question to my parents, I am dealt with a heavy downpour of silence as my answer. Just so you know, silence isn’t always empty, it’s full of answers. Someone who can’t even understand my silence can never understand my words. I don’t even understand why people argue with meaningless words when a meaningful silence is much better. Just because I said nothing in our argument, doesn’t mean I gave up, I just didn’t want to waste my words on people who can’t even understand what I’m trying to convey. I had always thought that silence was the best way to let someone know they did wrong , and so did my parents. Everytime I went astray, I would be confronted with nothing but silence. When you have nothing to say, say nothing and that goes for me as well, but silence isn’t always the right answer. I know which is right and wrong, so I can either use my words as an answer or choose silence as my answer. It all depends on the person.
To sum it all up, silence can always be the answer when words are meaningless. Silence also conveys a person’s hidden anger. It can either mean a person doesn’t want to deal or argue with another because he/she knows its all going to be meaningless. In our household of silence, silence was the most preferred option when dealt with a heavy question or a confusing one. It was quite favorable for each of us in the family. Breakfast was silent and still, only a courteous nod would be our prime action, but on some occasions, strangely enough, our walls of silence would be broken apart by joyous laughter and meaningful words. Even in the depths of overwhelming silence, breaking it apart is easy as scattering meaningless words around.
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