thanx2gezus
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Do any of you who grew up in a Deaf household have any holiday traditions that come from Deaf culture? What are they? When do you do the traditions?
Banjo's all-time favorate, best-loved historical figure EVER is Alexander Graham Bell, so I think March 3 should be a national Canadian deaf holiday, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. (Sorry, Banjo, heh heh.)
My sister's birthday is February 2, Groundhog Day, so we siblings send her Groundhog Day cards instead of birthday cards. It ticks her off so much that it's become our family deafie holiday.
Banjo's all-time favorate, best-loved historical figure EVER is Alexander Graham Bell, so I think March 3 should be a national Canadian deaf holiday, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. (Sorry, Banjo, heh heh.)
Wow, I did not know that Banjo is celebrating Alexander Graham Bell Holiday, as a matter of fact we don't have that Canadian Deaf holiday for AGB. I don't want to celebrate AGB.
Nope... I don't have anything like that. My family is all hearing.
The same goes with my friends, no "deaf holiday" with them either. We just go with the flow.
At Christmas, we break out the tympani and take turns drumming carols, while standing barefoot on the wood floor to better feel the vibrations. After, we all throw our hearing aids into the Christmas tree branches. :P
And then drink a toast to our specialness.
Hilarious, Bottesini.
But we have lots of very literal members. Get ready for posts advising on the medical dangers of bare feet on cold far-northern floor in December. Some will ask for documentation of sound-carrying qualities of hardwood. Also you'll get warned about pine-sap disasters to both ears and hearing-aids. Don't forget suggestions that your family needs to join AA.
Sorry, Bebonang. It was a joke. Banjo doesn't like undue credit given to AGB, either.
Deaf Picnic
That once-or-twice a year tradition where Midwestern Deaf parents drag their children out of bed early in the morning then drive for hours. Then, we'd spend an entire day at a picnic where Deaf adults talked under a shady pavillion and the children played all day. At night (during the late 70s and early 80s), they would show captioned films from the United States Postal Service. The children would sleep in the car (or van) until the parents, finally, drove us home late, late night.