`color{green}(•)` Imagine a world without language.

`color{green}(•)` All humans speak at least one language.

`color{green}(•)` The words we speak bring out our thoughts.

`color{green}(•)` Read the following poem on words.

𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘦
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵.
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴
𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥
𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘥—
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴
𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.


𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨;
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴
𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘸
𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦!
`\ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ color{green}("MARY O’NEILL")`