Relfection of Action

I have tried to speak. I cannot hear myself or anyone else for that matter. I have been called upon to wait on a man names Pozzo. He has gone blind in his old age, some say from staring at a small watch for too long. Although I am Pozzo's slave, it is my duty to guide him to where he wants to go. Today we meet two men sitting under a tree in my master's fields. They say they are waiting for a man named Godot. They argue too much to be friends, but they are companions nevertheless. Pozzo motions for my to take him away from the jabbering of the two men and says that Godot will never come for them. Pozzo is an impatient man and doesn't like to be questioned about his lack of sight, or my inability to speak. I am content being Pozzo's servant. I am allowed to think freely because I have no way to share how I feel. Pozzo is a fair master, and I am lucky to know that I will never have to question myself.