Eat Sign Language Novels & Stories

" I bit my lower lip to avoid laughing. I didn't even mention bald because I laughed at the word bald. "Which hand is holding the bottle? Right hand or left hand?" "Right hand." I answer quickly. "Okay," "N 脿 w 菕 ji 霉 k 菐 n t 膩 de y 貌 ush 菕 u." I heard it whisper. I just ignored what he said, I looked at this food that I still can't finish. Why prepare for this? It's like two more people are eating, eh, I'm the only one to eat?

“… and he says to tap that blue on the crew…” Quickly, Zen made a cross with his arms to indicate they should not hit anything. Oritha had the hammer poised above her head but did not move because Akiko remained still. The lights moved again, and the music continued. So far, so good. Zen paid close attention, and a name appeared just as the spotlights froze. “… Sarah tells me it tastes so good, the purple chapstick on her lips like elderberries to my cherries…” The lyrics were questionable, but Zen quickly joined his hands above his head like a circle and leaned to the left for purple. There were only blue, white and purple colour options. Zen’s indications were leaning left for purple, righ

Paxton stuffed more food on her plate but she held his hand and shook her head. “Why?” He asked. “You need more energy.” “Wow, Paxton was even caring.” Bella teased. She lowered her head much as she ate little by little like a bird. Paxton peered at her but she turned back away. “Are you alright?” Bella asked using sign language as she nodded with her lips pressed. “Leave her alone, Paxton,” Bella said. “Let her eat.”

Long Chen said with a happy expression, looking at the tempting food on the table. Piii! (Agreed!) KURRRR (Let's eat, don't wait any longer).

He chuckles. Ella immediately grabs two sets of food tray and stack them with different types of food. From pasta, burgers, barbeques, and steaks. She also took a bucket filled with different kinds of seafood and lastly, she took different types of cakes and sweets for dessert. Edward told the canteen staff to charge all her food under his account. He instructed them to help Ella with her food and carry them to their table. They both sat in the middle of the canteen ignoring everyone around them.

However, to Elaine, it was considered a long time. The child's happy expression was very direct. She picked some food with her chopsticks covered with rice grains. She placed her food in Edward's bowl and smiled cutely, "Daddy, eat this." Edward was actually a little germaphobic. Although he did not show it when he was with Ellena, it was not very obvious. But it wasn't hard to find out. Edward looked at the piece of meat that was stained with rice and then looked at Elaine, whose face was full of expectation. His brows knitted into a knot.

What does that fucking mean? Storm knocked on the door, and Eve quickly wiped away her tears. "Have fun, Aaro. And whenever you want a lesson, just call me or send me a text." "Tot ziens [see you later]," I said, a sentence she had taught me. "You see, you’ll be fine." Eve said, waving me goodbye. "So, did you and my mother have fun?" Storm said, giving me a peck on the lips. "Ja [yes]. We did."

Eve read her friend’s text and nodded. “Sound advice,” she texted. “I’m going to eat now. I’ll talk to you later. Maybe we can do something this weekend.” “Sounds good, my friend,” Linda wrote. “Enjoy your dinner. Try not to think of the man you were with when you originally ate it.” She included a winky face emoji. Eve shook her head, smiling wryly, and took her food out of the microwave. “This smells just as good as it did last night,” she said as she carried her plate to the table to eat.

Theo clapped in response, smiled, squealed, and reached his chubby little hands toward the pancake plate on the counter. “Are you hungry little pup? Hmm? Aubri’s get you some pancakes?” Susan said from the counter, making her plate, as Theo sat with a sippie cup of what looked like juice. Theo being the smart nine month old he is, made two fist and tapped his fingers from each hand together at about chest height to sign, “more”, before touching his lips with the fingers of one hand to sign “eat” or “food”, depending how many times they touch the mouth. At any rate, Susan got the idea and asked Luna Tia, “is it okay if I give Theo some pancakes?” Theo slapped his tray with his hands in an exc