If I had to give up one sense I would give up my hearing. Although hearing is a very important sense that we all need and have embraced as essential throughout the years, I believe this is the least needed for survival out of the other five. I expect if I had given up this sense that life would be devastatingly harder and that life as we know it would become dramatically blander.
Today is October 14, 2005. With the aid of ear plugs and hearing protectors, I take the plunge into the deaf world. As with the vast majority of the deaf, I will not speak. A notebook and pencil will have to suffice for communication. Unlike the deaf, I have the luxury of choosing the day I cannot hear and this becomes my first revelation. In preparation for being deaf for a day, I also realize there will be no music or television.
I will not hear a bird sing, my dog bark, play guitar or listen to the wind blow through the trees. The list goes on and on.
After a few moments of silence with my ears sealed, I begin to notice the absence of small sounds that otherwise I take for granted. Footsteps, doors opening, the rustle of paper and the water flowing from the tap are all eerily silent. On the practical level, I cannot hear the microwave bell announcing that my hot chocolate is done or hear members of my family. My family has agreed to respect my temporary inability to speak or hear, so written notes pass between us.Written communication, however, requires physical contact to get a person's attention. You can't just call out through the house.
After an interesting hour of adjusting to silence, I find I am...