I'd been shouting and shouting and no-one wanted to hear me.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't know what would have happened to me if I hadn't been able to hear.
It would have been more comfortable to remain silent.
I was a loud child, and if my mother sang to me, I would be quiet.
But I was singing loud, and most singers weren't singing loud.
I wasn't afraid to be laughed at or be loud.
I wanted to make something that I wanted to hear that I wasn't hearing.
I'd make a comment at a meeting and nobody would even acknowledge me. Then some man would say the same thing and they'd all nod.
If I could make noise with anything, I was going to.
I wanted to be heard, not seen. That's how it all started.
It was still quiet in the house, and not a sound was heard from outside, either. Were it not for this silence, my reverie would probably have been disrupted by reminders of daily duties, of getting up and going to school.
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