In the delivery room a baby is born, the doctor checks the baby over and informs its parents that they have a perfectly healthy baby boy.
“He’s perfectly healthy in every respect, he’s german, but thats nothing to worry about”
The parent are quite confused, they aren’t german, and have never even been to germany. But they are reassured that the baby is fine, some babies are german, thats the way it is. Don’t worry, normal in every respect. And german.
As the child grows it becomes that he is indeed perfectly healthy and happy, just like other children, but in time they notice he doesn’t seem to be wanting to speak. They take him back to the doctor who examine the child and a reassured that he’s fine, children develop at their own pace and he’ll start to talk when he’s ready.
In fact he never speaks, all through childhood and into his teenage years he remains mute, no amount of tests can reveal why.
On his sixteenth birthday his mother brings him a bowl of soup, as she turns and leaves the room the child says “Mother, this soup is tepid”
“Oh my god you can speak! all this time we’ve been so worried about you and you’ve been able to speak all this time. Why haven’t you said anything?”
and the child replies
“Up until now everything has been satisfactory”