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Creative Writing Deafness: A Short Story
Belonging Creative Writing Deafness The hand ticked monotonously around the watch, its staggered movement constantly pushing its smaller brother forward. The window was open, and a cool breeze fluttered through, ruffling the white curtains. The corner of the curtain nicked a calculator on the table and it fell with a metallic crash. However, the boy sitting at the edge of the table never moved. It was only when he turned around and saw the broken calculator with a nail protruding out that he bent to pick up the pieces. Suddenly the door to his bedroom opened and his mother came in. Without uttering a sound, she shaped her fingers into the desired word - SPECIALIST, NOW. The boy nodded and followed his mum out. It was a silent world. Ever …show more content…
So then it can become like a two way belonigng story with the son and mother tied together and it is a problem they both face, the son not having the childhood he wished for, and his mother always faced with hidden pity and ridicule from fellow parents can finally look at her son with pride after the surgery or whatever, research a bit. And then after describing both struggles, tie them together as they are walking down the hallway to the surgery and perhaps in the conclusion, don’t always try for one liners, like they are good but to a certain extent. For this story maybe try to like one last paragraph, and the mum is talking to one of the parent friends and they are watching their two kids playing and the friend asks her like a question. Like maybe before they were thinking about sending him to school but his deafness wouldve caused him to be bullied so no. so now the parent friend asks the mum so are you sure you want to send him to school? And then the mum replies, look at him, of course. Or osmething like that.

* Instead you could make the character partially deaf so so his life is a blur of noise and mess and he just wants to hear clearly, not run into cars by accident in the street, not feel left behind in class etc. * I'm not sure how that's exactly how a 'bionic ear' would work? Make sure you have your facts right. * The opening paragraph is not effective. The idea of a calculator falling off a desk is neither relevant nor attention-grabbing for your

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