I often think about what it would be like to be fluent all the time. In one of my previous posts I lampooned the fact that in order to jump into a conversation I would have to plan it three days in advance. However, by the time I would be ready, the conversation would have moved on and I would be stuck with this perfectly timed but incongruous phrase.
In the Albert Brooks movie, Defending Your Life, the premise is that when you die you go to "judgement city" where you are put on trial to explain certain parts of your behavior that have been reduced to video clips. If you are successful, you move on to a more advanced life form and if not, you go back to earth to do it again.
Maybe I've been on this earth before and, not having been successful enough the previous times, the people from "judgement city"put the stuttering monkey on my back as a final hurdle to see how I would handle it. This might be the final exam that would move me onto the next phase of my existence.
Speech is essential to the things we deal with on a daily basis and, although my stuttering is not as severe as some, it is still something I must confront daily. That means from the time I awake I know I will stutter and perhaps I may win more daily battles than I will lose. So maybe if I can keep the score close in my favor the people from "judgement city" might take is easy on me.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
I've Been Here Before
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