Tell me about the quiet people in your life

CinnamonSugar

CinnamonSugar

A Quiet American
A lady told me the other day, "You have to be more loud, to let people know you're there." But that would be going against my nature; I am a reserved, quiet person. And I think in my own way, I touch peoples' lives...

Who are the quiet people in your life and how have they made a difference in their quiet way?
 

My husband is the quiet person in my life... I'm not loud and brash but I am outgoing as is my daughter... but my husband is reserved, and quietly spoken...that's not to say he's a mouse, but where there's no need to say something he doesn't, and when he does, he's very hard to hear because he speaks so quietly..
 
My own parents were quiet, tended to themselves, cherished their privacy, and had very little to do with others (including family), and a big part of their ways rubbed off on me, because I'm the same IRL.

My husband is even more quiet than I am, and in keeping with my parents, his parents were the same as mine.

Quiet people in my life were the ones that people stopped what they were doing to listen to when they spoke. They always spoke with meaning and from experience, and they always extended solid advice.

Quiet people's actions and ways speak louder, wield more clout, and trump the loud voices of those who are boisterous. The loud are like empty tin cans to me, always rattling, but the quiet are music to my ears.

The old saying, "less is more", holds true to the quiet.
 

I tend to be introverted which makes me quiet. I'm always thinking though, and if something comes out of my mouth, it's been thought out and not blurted out. This can apply to a previous thread about swearing too. Quiet could mean you observe, process and then react. Maturity refines that process. It keeps you out of trouble.
 
I'm the quietest person in my life (my huzz is the opposite); being the quietest wasn't a help when I was working, though; even though I was "just an office worker", my experience was that the more assertive, talkative, vivacious, etc. you were even in that line of work, the better you were treated; instance after instance of somebody that didn't do all that good a job but was just so charming (and being eye candy didn't hurt either) got better treatment from the higher-ups.
 
officerripley said:
my experience was that the more assertive, talkative, vivacious, etc. you were even in that line of work, the better you were treated; instance after instance of somebody that didn't do all that good a job but was just so charming (and being eye candy didn't hurt either) got better treatment from the higher-ups.
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So true in my experience as well.

I'm very quiet and haven't met anyone who is more quiet than me. At school, work, home, events and everywhere else many people comment that I'm too quiet. I'm also quiet online including SF so I don't post often. Decades earlier I told a doc I want to know if something is wrong in my brain and want to see my brain image like MRI. After hours with many questions he didn't believe anything was wrong so no MRI. In a group setting I'm too quiet as if I don't exist but one-on-one with someone I know I'm not too quiet.
 
hollydolly said:
My husband is the quiet person in my life... I'm not loud and brash but I am outgoing as is my daughter... but my husband is reserved, and quietly spoken...that's not to say he's a mouse, but where there's no need to say something he doesn't, and when he does, he's very hard to hear because he speaks so quietly..
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That's my kind of person. So many people talk for the sake of talking ....but they don't actually say anything!
 
My precious 17 year old nephew with high functioning autism (vaccine injury at 18 months old :cry:) Most of the time when he chooses our company at family gatherings, he sits quietly playing Minecraft on his phone ...but doesn't miss a trick, lol! I have to remind my mom that he's taking in every word. Afterwards, one on one, I'll sometimes ask him about what was going on or said during his silent observation. He'll take his time (has to), think about the question then sometimes will give responses with surprising clarity for someone his age ...usually with an unintentional humorous twist due to how very literal he is.

Another is a late great aunt. She was a gentle soul but firm in her beliefs about never talking down about people, even those who had behaved badly to her. She was very kind and encouraging. I think her quiet nature gave her the opportunity to truly see who needed encouragement because she wasn't busy keeping up a conversation.
 
The quiet, reserved people I know tend to be very intelligent, humble and thoughtful. I was quite socially anxious when I was younger and felt uncomfortable around these people because I hoped others would be outgoing and help put me at ease! As I've gotten older I've reached a middle ground...not nearly so shy and pretty wacky with those I know well.
 
Chet said:
I tend to be introverted which makes me quiet. I'm always thinking though, and if something comes out of my mouth, it's been thought out and not blurted out. This can apply to a previous thread about swearing too. Quiet could mean you observe, process and then react. Maturity refines that process. It keeps you out of trouble.
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Also introverted. I used to be the opposite. Now I don't say much. When I do I'm a big blurter. LOL
 
Chet said:
I tend to be introverted which makes me quiet. I'm always thinking though, and if something comes out of my mouth, it's been thought out and not blurted out. This can apply to a previous thread about swearing too. Quiet could mean you observe, process and then react. Maturity refines that process. It keeps you out of trouble.
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That's my husband
 
I have always been very quiet especially in a group. One on one is better. When we had people over for dinner I always preferred to invite no more than two couples at a time. More than that and I clam up.
I do have a loud voice due to my hearing problems.
My hubby is the quietest person I ever knew it takes him forever to spit it out. We've moved on to a different subject and he is still contemplating what he is going to say in response to the first.
 
CinnamonSugar said:
Who are the quiet people in your life and how have they made a difference in their quiet way?
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Wrote a bit on wunna my grandsons awhile back;

The Quiet One

The younger grandson, of the two that seem to inhabit our place a bit more than the others, is a rather curious George kinda monkey.
Always exploring simple things, getting deep into the mechanics of grass, bugs, baking powder,
the science of kitty litter and Kool-Aid, canning jars and why lids seal, namaw’s underwear drawer, papaw’s banking stuff, and ancient glass floats and their relation to papaw’s hammer….anything really.

When he was around three, he was in the spare bedroom…for hours….quiet.
We were all in the family room watching some movie.
Here he comes, with a somewhat quizzical but triumphant look on his face.
None of us noticed anything right away, and I may have remarked how nice it was to have him join our ranks,
when his mother shrieks ‘OH….MY....GAWWWD!!!?’

His little mug went from a ‘look what I did’ expression of profound discovery to quizzical horror as we all took turns shrieking.
Seems he’d found interest in the inner workings of his belly button,
and had managed to get hold of the very end and pull it inside out, strutting out of the bedroom and down the hall with about three inches of inverted naval tube stickin’ out.

The lad has never been bored….nor have we.
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Gary O' said:
Wrote a bit on wunna my grandsons awhile back;

The Quiet One

The younger grandson, of the two that seem to inhabit our place a bit more than the others, is a rather curious George kinda monkey.
Always exploring simple things, getting deep into the mechanics of grass, bugs, baking powder,
the science of kitty litter and Kool-Aid, canning jars and why lids seal, namaw’s underwear drawer, papaw’s banking stuff, and ancient glass floats and their relation to papaw’s hammer….anything really.

When he was around three, he was in the spare bedroom…for hours….quiet.
We were all in the family room watching some movie.
Here he comes, with a somewhat quizzical but triumphant look on his face.
None of us noticed anything right away, and I may have remarked how nice it was to have him join our ranks,
when his mother shrieks ‘OH….MY....GAWWWD!!!?’

His little mug went from a ‘look what I did’ expression of profound discovery to quizzical horror as we all took turns shrieking.
Seems he’d found interest in the inner workings of his belly button,
and had managed to get hold of the very end and pull it inside out, strutting out of the bedroom and down the hall with about three inches of inverted naval tube stickin’ out.

The lad has never been bored….nor have we.
EZmiwdo.jpg
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Ah yes, when a young child is quiet for more than 30 seconds, go investigate!
 
"I [melt] when there [are] too many people around. I [become] background. In a group of three or four, I [can] find some space for myself and engage with the conversation, but more than that and no one [cares] about the person who [is] too quiet to be heard."
~~from “Birds Without Wings” by Rebecca Zahabi, in The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, May/June 2020 issue

The above is me; when I first read that, I knew I had to grab it for my quotes journal.
 
Gary O' said:
Wrote a bit on wunna my grandsons awhile back;

The Quiet One

The younger grandson, of the two that seem to inhabit our place a bit more than the others, is a rather curious George kinda monkey.
Always exploring simple things, getting deep into the mechanics of grass, bugs, baking powder,
the science of kitty litter and Kool-Aid, canning jars and why lids seal, namaw’s underwear drawer, papaw’s banking stuff, and ancient glass floats and their relation to papaw’s hammer….anything really.

When he was around three, he was in the spare bedroom…for hours….quiet.
We were all in the family room watching some movie.
Here he comes, with a somewhat quizzical but triumphant look on his face.
None of us noticed anything right away, and I may have remarked how nice it was to have him join our ranks,
when his mother shrieks ‘OH….MY....GAWWWD!!!?’

His little mug went from a ‘look what I did’ expression of profound discovery to quizzical horror as we all took turns shrieking.
Seems he’d found interest in the inner workings of his belly button,
and had managed to get hold of the very end and pull it inside out, strutting out of the bedroom and down the hall with about three inches of inverted naval tube stickin’ out.

The lad has never been bored….nor have we.
EZmiwdo.jpg
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I predict your quiet one will accomplish great things 💡🚀🛸
 

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