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The Talking Shoes

One book from my childhood that occasionally comes to mind is ‘The talking shoes’ by Enid Blyton.

You see, there’s a story behind how the book came into my life and took up residence in my memories.

I was 10, maybe 11… I should probably start with a little back story.

I’ve never been a talker. My family and close friends would probably have a different opinion 🤭 but oh well.

I changed schools a lot growing up and I remember that in every single school I attended, I was always spared whenever the whole class was punished for making noise.

Every single time.

I was the only one spared because everyone, including the teachers just knew I wasn’t a noise maker.

So yes, being quiet paid off quite well I’d say 😁.

So back to my story, I was 10 or 11. In a new school. A boarding school.

On a day like any other, I was hanging out with some friends after dinner and before lights out when this senior (a girl from a higher year) called me.

She showed me the the book, ‘The talking shoe’ and asked if I’d ever read it.

I answered no.

She then went on to explain the story.

It’s a book about a little girl who didn’t talk often. She would usually stay silent when people spoke to her.

One day, she met an old witch who felt offended at the girl’s silence and cursed her; every time the girl is asked a question and stays silent, her shoe would respond.

Naturally, the girl found this disturbing as the shoe lacked sense and would usually say stuff the girl would never say.

As you can probably guess, the girl eventually began to respond as fast as possible when she’s asked a question. She didn’t want to give her shoes the chance to speak.

‘The same thing will happen to you if you don’t start speaking’

RME 🤦🏾‍♀️

Strangely, I don’t remember the story from reading the book. I simply remember what the senior told me and the book cover.

So, did the story scare me into speaking? Definitely not!

It’s more than 10 years since then and I still take my time to warm up to people and sometimes, I never do 🤷🏾‍♀️.

I consider myself a person of few words in certain surroundings.

And I think that’s okay as long as I’m not holding myself back from opportunities.

What do you think?

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©Ọrẹolúwa Matemilola 2019 All Rights Reserved

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4 thoughts on “The Talking Shoes

  1. “I’ve never been a talker. My family and close friends would probably have a different opinion 🤭 but oh well.

    I changed schools a lot growing up”

    Not completely😏 I definitely have a different opinion about thism

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