During my pregnancies, one of my great curiosities was about my children´s voices. What would they sound like? What kind of voices would they have, that I´d recognize and distinguish among many other children´s ? When they were babies I could recognize their cry. Hunger, pain, need of attention, discomfort... Besides the traditional mã and pa for mom and dad, I remember them saying their first words: my son, nenê (baby) and my daughter, her own name, Ana. More than the words, I remember their little voices saying them.
I´m fascinated by voices. Many times, I miss what people are saying because I travel in their voice. I loved being read at when I was a child. That´d make me dream. Conversely, a squeaky, or ear splitting voice can force me into a huge effort to not frown at my conversational partner. Of course people are not to blame for having the voices they do.
There are some very interesting facts about voices.
Some voices run in the families. I have two brothers-in-law, my husband´s brothers, and I cannot tell who´s who when they call on the phone. Also, we tend to slightly change our voices when speaking in a foreign language. Like I´m doing here.The sounds and entonations are different in the languages and we have to alter our voice to pronounce some of them.
Well, you can listen to my reading of this blog post here.
And if you, like me, is a voice admirer, here´s the Voca People