THROAT

THROAT

When you says, “Good morning” at the breakfast table, the mechanical and electrical activity, and the intricate controls required to utter those words–any words–make the functioning of a space vehicle pale in comparison.When you swallows a spoonful of cereal, another series of precisely timed events occurs-whose precision can determine whether you lives or dies. I am responsible for these miracles, yet you think of me simply as a short length of reddish garden hose connecting nose and lungs, mouth and stomach. Usually, you aware of me only when I am sore. Let us use a catchall term and call me yours throat.


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