The Triumph of Little Noah

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In Sydney's living city, laughter echoed through the park, dancing the waves at Bondi Beach, where a boy named Noah lived. From the day he was born, Noah lived silently. He was deaf and the world hummed around him in front of the sound, but he didn't hear about it. However, Noah did not consider silence a curse.

From the beginning, he realized that others had missed it. Like the eyes of people when they lay down, smiles were shrilled slightly when they were real, and the music was not heard accurately, but the vibrations of the ground, and the rhythm of the heartbeat. School was difficult. Some kids teased him. They didn't understand, so others avoid it. But Noah never gave up. He communicated with the sign, wrote in his notebook, and smiled all the time. His mother, a single parent, often told him that she would not reduce her silence. It will make you stronger. Noah fell in love with dance. He couldn't hear the music, but he could feel it. At night, he stands barefoot in the living room, closing his eyes and guiding his body with vibrations from the speakers.

He watched the video, AHMT's moves and created his own routine. He not only danced, but he told the story with his hands, arms and soul. When he was 16, he was mentioned in a national dance competition. When he went on stage, people were staring, not knowing what to expect. However, when the music began and Noah was powerful and elegant, the whole room was filled with awe. As the light went out, the audience rose. Not from pity, but from pure respect.

Noah didn't win second. He won first. He was not only for the hearing impaired community, but also for everyone who has been told so far * Because Noah has proven that victory doesn't always overcome the sound. Sometimes it speaks through my heart.