Blog #4 - Quiet

Dorothy sat in the living room with her mom, both silently reading a book of their choice. Dorothy happened to be reading about animal portraits in photography, while her mom quietly sifted through a copy of People. Dorothy always hated that her mom read such ridiculous content, especially considering most of it isn’t even true. However, she understood the feeling of wanting to escape into something else to ignore your reality, even if it’s just for a little while.

Dorothy did this with her photography, and often found herself lost in the images she and others were able to capture. As she was beginning to read about what it’s like to capture images of animals in the dark, she became aware of the ever-increasing murmur of frogs outside. There had always been the sound of frogs at night, but never this intense. Dorothy stood to look out the window, and couldn’t help but laugh when her eyes met the scene outside. In front of the building, there were hundreds, maybe even thousands of frogs, hopping around the streets and the fountain. The reactions of the people on the streets was priceless, and made Dorothy wish her camera hadn’t died only an hour before.

After several minutes of just enjoying the interesting nightlife that evening, Dorothy began to recall the types of noises she could hear at night in New York. It made her think of the honking cars, the humming buildings, and the chatter of people talking on the streets. It was something she had wanted to escape, both her and her mom had wanted to find peace and quiet.

Dorothy closed her eyes, and said “Please be quiet,” and suddenly, as if the frogs heard her, she could no longer make out the sound of frogs.