Julia's Day of Silence Agenda:

Period 1: Latin begins the first period of being completely silent for a whole day, which is actually pretty hard for me to shut up. My long term substitute and the class was pretty docile. I did not speak at all and it was pretty easy to communicate by writing notes.
Period 2: Usually, I express anger by shouting and yelling at people, but because I had to be quiet in order to attract attention of the "silencing" effects of LGBT bullying, I banged my English notebook on my head and desk instead...yeah I have anger management issues. The teacher had to tell me to calm down, and I could not tell her my wonderfully, witty response since I had to shut up.
Period 3: Someone said the most hilarious joke, and I laughed silently for 5 minutes. One thing I noticed was that I had to flail my arms for 90 seconds before my teammate Michael, who sits in front of me in Chinese class, to get his attention. My classmate next to me taught me the sign launguage for thank you: put your fingers on your chin, and reach out.
Period 4 + 5: In both Algebra and English I tried to ask for help on a question, but the people who I was asking for help were bring jerks, and pretended to not understand what I was trying to "ask". Additionally, in English, we were reading a play, and I was not able to act out a part.
Period 6: Biology was my favorite class, because the teacher was very understanding. Even though, I had to be silent, I felt like that I participted in class, because he let me write down questions and answers instead of telling me to not participate. That was a big thing with teachers. Most of them, when they found out that I was participating in the Day of Silence, never called on me and I felt like I was invisible. Just because I was mute, does not mean that I do not have opinions and thoughts of my own.
Period 7: I had gym and I talked my first time to tell my gym teacher that I did 56 laps for the pacers---oops! But there was only 10 minutes left of the day.

This was my third year doing the day of silence, and I enjoy it more and more. When I did it in sixie year, I did not fully understand the meaning of the Day of Silence. I only did it then to get out of participating in class. But, when I was suffering in my numerous mood swings, I was not able to express myself verbally. Is this how LGBT people feel? That they always feel invisible or that they have to be oppressed by superior figures *cough cough some teachers*?