From the breakfast table to the green garden and back, silence was part of life.
One day, a member of this community of a few dozen people thought “no more”. She felt like singing and that’s exactly what she did.
By nightfall, she had been expelled.
By the end of the week, the community had only two members left, its founders.
One turned to the other and said somberly “Words cannot express how disappointed I am…”
The other laughed. “That’s what you said, remember, when we started this thirty years ago. I guess we’re the only ones who hate words.”