From: clare@nynexst.com (Clare Chu)
Newsgroups: misc.kids
Subject: Re: Talk talk TALK talk
Date: 20 Aug 92 12:41:44 GMT
Organization: Nynex Science and Technology

In article <holly.169@mailhub.scf.lmsc.lockheed.com> holly@mailhub.scf.lmsc.lockheed.com (Holly Wise) writes:
>In article <bandor.714180812@byerley.rdt.monash.edu.au> bandor@byerley.rdt.monash.edu.au (Tony McGregor) writes:
>
>
>>Snap. Meaghan was born talking. She has two states, talking and
>>asleep.  If theres no one to talk to she dosn't care, she just talks
>>to her toys, or the wall. If she has nothing to say she just talks
>>anyway, the words don't make any sence but who cares, she just talks.
>
>>The real problem is that to hold a conversation you have to stop
>>talking and start listening. She can't. 
>
>DITTO.  My soon to be 9 year olds the same way.  She doesn't care to what 
>she talks either.  She can't stop talking long enough to listen either.  It'
>s so nice to know there are so many others out there with the same problem.  
>Only thing is I'D LOVE A SOLUTION.  Does it ever stop?
>-----
>holly@mailhub.scf.lmsc.lockheed.com


  When she goes away to college.  The day I left for college, my parents
  felt a strange quietness (even though I still had 3 brothers and sisters
  left at home).  They said that it felt like someone had turned off the
  TV or radio.  It took them quite a while to get used to it.  They used
  to come to the dorm and visit me or pick me up for the weekend just
  to hear me talk.  They knew every detail about all my friends and
  schoolmates to the extent that they felt a part of the high school
  scene.  And they realized that they knew NOTHING about my brother and
  sisters friends and used to try to get them to tell about their friends.
  My siblings would say, "There's nothing to say."  And my parents would
  get frustrated thinking that a) either they had no friends, or b) their
  friends were bad.  However my parents even knew about the drug-addict
  and gay friends I had and all their adventures, so I must admit they
  enjoyed hearing about everyone.  Lately though, I haven't had much
  time and energy to run my mouth.  An active 18-month old chatterbox
  seems to have done me in.

  BTW, it could be worse.  I know a guy who is 35 years old, never carries
  a conversation, but always drones on in a monotone, without even looking
  in your eyes, about all his ailments, what his therapist said, his
  racing heartbeat, mitral valve, panic disorder, what phobias he has,
  what his mother and dad think about his anxiety, what wrestling match
  his sister is watching, etc. etc. etc. who still lives at home.  The
  last time I visited and we sat on the porch while he talked, both
  Tony (baby) and I fell asleep and he didn't even notice!  I really didn't
  know how long I'd been out either, because when I picked up the thread
  of the conversation it was still the same, or so I thought...

  My Mother-in-law is also a continuous stream of chatter.  But since
  I don't understand Spanish (and try not to), her continuous "ack ack
  ack" just flies over my head as background music and I can sit there
  and fall asleep or read a book.  However my husband and his siblings
  invariably get annoyed or dragged into an argument while I sit back
  relaxing.  My mother used to be pretty chatty too, about all the
  five soap operas she was watching.  I think she was trying to
  drum values into our heads, and using the soap opera characters as
  bad examples of what not to do.