Shorty Story by Carrie Martin
Silent H was fed up of being silent all the time. He was beginning to forget who he was and
"Aaargh!" he screamed, ready to snap. "What is the point of sticking around, getting dragged into words, when people can't even hear me?"
Convinced nobody would notice if he disappeared, he decided to take a much-needed holiday. He pulled the suitcase out from under his bed, then booked a last-minute
Wearing his favourite frog-printed
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Meanwhile, back home, letters and people alike were going out of their minds. Homework was getting messed up, people were getting lost in their cars, and nobody understood each other.
Silent G was the most upset of all because she needed Silent H to sit beside her in words like
A large crowd of alphabet letters and people showed up. Not one letter or person smiled in the whole frazzled group. Everybody was fed up it seemed. And everybody began at once to complain.
A girl named
A boy named
Letter W shouted, "I need Silent H to spell words like
And Letter R shook her head. "People need words like
"Does anybody know what happened to Silent H?" asked Silent G amid the chaos.
"I have his cell phone number," replied Silent L.
The entire room hushed and waited as Silent G dialed the number.
"Silent H! Where on earth are you?" asked Silent G. "What? The island of Abbadabbadoo?"
The phone line began to crackle. "Silent H?" Then cut out completely. "Silent H?""
Silent H was gone.
Silent G tried Silent H's phone number
By the next morning, she was stepping off an airplane into the hot island air. She checked her luggage into a hotel, then set off across the soft sandy beaches of Abbadabbadoo in search of Silent H.
She passed pirates and parrots, turtles and trinket stalls, chimpanzees and a
Silent G
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Silent H sat under the
He sighed, remembering all the good times he had spent with his alphabet friends. Then he wandered defeated, back to his hotel.
When Silent H revolved through the revolving door into the lobby of the grand hotel where he was staying, he heard the sound of cheering and laughing and singing. The noise was coming from behind a red door. A blackboard sat before the door, and scribbled in blue chalk were the words: KARAOKE NIGHT.
The singing was terrible. It was loud and obnoxious (like a drunken sailor) but it made him jiggle and giggle and forget all about his itchiness and burnt mid-section. He took a deep breath and opened the door.
He peered around the crowded room, and got the shock of his life. The terrible singing voice belonged to none other than his alphabet friend, Silent G, who was sitting on a stool, on a stage, singing the blues to a room full of partying people!
Silent G held the microphone tight, closed her eyes, and sang a song with all her heart:
"Since Silent H left me,
I don't know what to do.
I wandered round the beach all day,
And didn't even find his shoe.
I miss so many words!
Silent H was speechless. He hadn't realized just how many words Silent G needed him for. Maybe there were other letters who needed him too?
He hurtled toward the stage to join Silent G—and then she got the shock of her life.
"'Ello," said Silent H with a mischievous grin.
The two silent letters chuckled and gave each other a quick hug. The crowd clapped and cheered. Then Silent H took the microphone and sang a song with all his heart:
"Thought they didn't need me.
Thought they just didn't care.
Left for Abbadabbadoo...
On a last minute cheap air fare.
Silent G followed me.
Silent G set me
You may not always hear me, but—
You need me to communicate!"
"
Silent H and Silent G took a bow, then jumped down from the stage.
"Let's call it a night," said Silent H, "and in the morning, let's fly home."