THE BOY WHO HEARD TOO WELL
by Anton Wills-Eve
I originally posted this story some time ago in 507 words. subtracting the title and the first 250 words I reduced it to this 250 words (without title)
THE BOY WHO HEARD TOO WELL
Callum’s brain was much the same as anyone else’s except that he suffered from advanced hyperacusis. His hearing was by far his most acute sense. He could hear people talking in whispers on the other side of the street and had to concentrate to shut out other noises when following a conversation or lecture. But this condition served him more good than bad.
His family attributed his success, in being offered a place at Cambridge University to read theology, to his ability to digest an enormous wealth of spoken knowledge despite his limitations in communicating it to others. But what part did this knowledge play in his own belief in God? I determined to ask him when he attended my tutorials in his second year. He said
“Well, doctor, it’s the sound of God’s love that effects me most. I love God because I can tell just by the sound of his words how much he cares for what he has created. I have no sort of vocation to any religious life or service but I do enjoy praying. It’s saying prayers, thinking them through and listening to others reading them out loud that really convinces me that God exists!”
So I asked him to prove how he knew, just by saying and listening to prayers, that God had actually created the world and everything it. He replied, “Well my favourite line in any prayer is, “Behold the hand made of the Lord!”
No one had told me he was dyslexic.
AWE
ps: how on earth can any of you know I am telling the truth & ergo meeting the prompt?
Re: telling the truth. It doesn’t matter to me. I enjoyed your story. Plus, you used the word,”ergo,” which is simply divine. 🙂
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