Everyone was calling me ..
I do not know !! All their mouths move like some whenever They saw me.
Right !! they call me the deaf . I wonder if it's really bad??
What is wrong in that you lack something . and it was not your will ?!
I'm Yato. A boy in seventeen... High school student .
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Today is the beginning of the academic year . As a whole , the corridors are crowded and everyone shares the embrace of longing .
I was watching things with caution While i was pretending not to pay attention .
I would like to have friends and class mates , I talk to them And they understand me as I understand them .
I think that is the only obstacle between me and them.
This closes the door of hope in my face every time I contemplate the joy and laughter of others.
They call those cramps in their faces laugh . I remember that my mother told me in my youth that they were making high voices .
I wonder what the meaning of voices ??
You are also wondering how can I understand others??
It was a hard time for my mother. She is credited with teaching the language of lips and signs
. I remember her every time she was shaking her head with both hands and pretending to be optimistic.
I think her smiles were a strong source for me to continue. So I was born. And so she accept me.
where have you been ?? Sorry. I have moved away with my thinking. I'm still in the school gallery.
Oh! ! Where is my bag ?? it was in my hand .
Aaah !! What did it throw on the ground ??
Suddenly !! I saw a young girl bend down to pick it up. While I was impressed, She handed it to me and she said : please enter . Sorry I bumped into you and dropped it .
I suspect she said she bumped into me !! She spoke quickly. So I could not say what she was saying.
I collided ?? But I never noticed. I was embarrassed, I did not know how to thank her !!
I grabbed my purse and smiled . I also nodded my head . i hope she understand that I want to accept her apologies. and also thank her
yes !! she did. The young girl walked calmly .She's a new here . her print indicates that
. The school day passed like this.
Let's talk later.
silent diary
The first school day
6/9/2016
