alternative communication
June 11th 2007 18:05
communicating in means other than words seems to be the theme of my thinking patterns this week, so i have been exploring alternative forms of communication. what use does a word have if the person you are communication it to has no idea of its meaning? by saying it slower or louder at them doesn't help the situation any (which annoys me to no end!), and the conversation just, well, stops. or you might end up getting an ashtray when you asked for a glass of cab sav!
the book the trumpet of the swan by e.b. white, is a fine example of this. it basically is about a swan that cannot communicate the same way that other swans do. he ends up going to school and learning how to read and write by writing on a slate around his neck. he returns home and tries to tell one of the lady swans that he loves her, but she cannot read so she just swims away. his father then steals him a trumpet and louis learns how to play it, which becomes his new form of communication. he then returns home, trumpets his way into his beloved female swans heart, has cygnets and lives happily ever after.
this beautiful, well constructed novel metaphorically states the bleeding obvious. there is a way to communicate to everyone, we just need to find out how. just because we understand one form of communication well, that doesn't necessarily mean that others will. and when we start using multiple forms of communication simultaneously, all hell has the potential of breaking loose. maybe someone should have taught george w how to play a trumpet.
the book the trumpet of the swan by e.b. white, is a fine example of this. it basically is about a swan that cannot communicate the same way that other swans do. he ends up going to school and learning how to read and write by writing on a slate around his neck. he returns home and tries to tell one of the lady swans that he loves her, but she cannot read so she just swims away. his father then steals him a trumpet and louis learns how to play it, which becomes his new form of communication. he then returns home, trumpets his way into his beloved female swans heart, has cygnets and lives happily ever after.
this beautiful, well constructed novel metaphorically states the bleeding obvious. there is a way to communicate to everyone, we just need to find out how. just because we understand one form of communication well, that doesn't necessarily mean that others will. and when we start using multiple forms of communication simultaneously, all hell has the potential of breaking loose. maybe someone should have taught george w how to play a trumpet.
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