So we go about our petty task,
hardly aware of our listless attitude towards life.
The same lethargy,
I am afraid,
characterizes the use of our faculties and senses.
Only the deaf appreciate hearing,
only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight.
Particularly does this observation apply to those who have lost sight and hearing in adult life.
But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing
seldom make the fullest use of these blessed faculties.
Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sound hazily,
without concentration,
and with little appreciation.
It is the same old story of not being grateful
for what we conscious of health until we are ill.
I have often thought it would be a blessing
if each human being were stricken blind and deaf
for a few days at some time during his early adult life.
Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight;
silence would teach him the joys of sound.