There are moments in my childhood that I remember so vividly, and those moments bother me because they are pieces of puzzles...and my puzzles have lots of missing pieces.
I remember the day that I was in the store with my mother. My foot got caught under a metal shelf and it sliced my heel just a little, but enough to hurt. I tried to tell her but she waved me off...there are many moments where I'm waved off, brushed aside, or hushed because it was too much trouble trying to talk to me. I limped all the way to the car, with hot tears. I also remember one Christmas where my sisters were laughing at a scene in the movie with Rudolph....I wanted to know what was so funny but I got the usual "we'll tell you later...we're watching the show now." When I finally was able to get my hands on the movie with the captions when I had became an adult, I immediately rushed home to find the scene to figure out what was so funny. Almost sixteen years later, to fill an empty space to my puzzle. It WAS funny, but I cried instead.
Yeah, research here and there shows this and that. But my very own personal experiences as a deaf person should carry some weight that when I tell someone that this particular experience should not happen to his/her child, all I can do is hope it doesn't fall on "deaf" ears. Puzzles are meant to be complete.
Why doesn't that surprise me? Seriously.......Emotional experiances are just so complex...they can't really be expressed too well with spoken language....helll when I try to I just totally melt down and lose my speech.....almost like a communication tantrum. This past summer when I said goodbye to my best friend, I was signing and crying. (she doesn't sign)
There are moments in my childhood that I remember so vividly, and those moments bother me because they are pieces of puzzles...and my puzzles have lots of missing pieces.
I remember the day that I was in the store with my mother. My foot got caught under a metal shelf and it sliced my heel just a little, but enough to hurt. I tried to tell her but she waved me off...there are many moments where I'm waved off, brushed aside, or hushed because it was too much trouble trying to talk to me. I limped all the way to the car, with hot tears. I also remember one Christmas where my sisters were laughing at a scene in the movie with Rudolph....I wanted to know what was so funny but I got the usual "we'll tell you later...we're watching the show now." When I finally was able to get my hands on the movie with the captions when I had became an adult, I immediately rushed home to find the scene to figure out what was so funny. Almost sixteen years later, to fill an empty space to my puzzle. It WAS funny, but I cried instead.
Yeah, research here and there shows this and that. But my very own personal experiences as a deaf person should carry some weight that when I tell someone that this particular experience should not happen to his/her child, all I can do is hope it doesn't fall on "deaf" ears. Puzzles are meant to be complete.
Sometimes, it's not so much about us understanding them, but them understanding us.
DBG,
This reminded me of a time when I was a teenager and volunteered on summer at a "deaf" school in Miami. This school, at the time, JUST became oral, even though they (kids AND teachers) signed only a few years ago (at that time). I thought this was dumb. Fine, oral schools can be oral, but to be a signing school, then changing it to oral only suddenly is just jarring for the kids. Teachers, out of frustration, would resort back to signing to tell them NO or Stop that!
Anyway, I helped the teachers in 1st grade. Kids in that grade usually cry for selfish reasons ("I want that toy!") so teachers became accustomed to it. Well, once I saw a boy who accidentally hit the corner of the desk in his ear. He wore a HA and he hit the sweet spot that made the inner part of the HA mold hit something that causes a lot of pain. (eardrum, perhaps? I've had this happen to me quite a few times.) He recoiled quickly and started crying. When the teacher looked at him, he pointed to his ear and sobbed. The teacher simply said Stop that, stop crying. And signed it too. I told the teacher what happened, then she calmed down and took off his HA and hugged him. He stopped crying and felt better after that.
It made me sad. Who knows how many times little things like that happen? I don't know if the boy had the capability to explain himself (speak or sign). Also, teachers have become so desensitized to kids being kids. But man, made me wish the boy could speak up. And I'm sure he did too.
I'm hoping that some of what we see is generational. It could go one of two ways. The generation becoming parents more open to bilingual education and environments, or a greater reliance on "advanced technology". The 20 somethings appear to be very tech oriented, which would make them more prone to less technological interventions. I think we are seeing a lot of this in the attitude toward CI. I am hearing the same thing said about CI that I heard about digital aids 20 years ago. This is the newest technology that will change the world of deafness. It has been said about technology for my lifetime. And the thing is, with each improvement, we don't see much changing in the world of deafness, because for real change to occur, we have to approach it from the deaf perspective.
With my parents, it was as long as I can speak and respond to them, it was good enough.
They didnt get it at all.
I know your pain...know it way too much, unfortunately.
I can carry on a conversation with a hearing person and probably can do it with 98% accuracy.
But this isn't so great when you consider that I have to literally put my whole energy into the conversation - focus on the topic at hand, speechreading, guess work, using reflective questioning methods to make sure I'm understanding it correctly, taking control of the conversation to make sure I'm not going to miss something, using tricks from my bag...
It's exhausting.
Exactly. Technology is awesome.....but it does seem like technology works best in "best listenining situtions" Meaning "one on one" or with someone who is familair with how to interact with dhh people. We need to promote a FULL toolbox! Heck even Ag Bell superstars complain that they are lost in crowd situtions.Technology cannot always be assessible, especially in third-world countries. Promoting the use of sign language and awareness for D/deaf is the most efficient, economical and natural solution.
I remember feeling jealous of my sister. She fell off the top bunk and screaming for help, mom came rushing in and soothing her. I mean I was concern about her being hurt... but the jealousy came after it happened when I was screaming in pain over legcramp (it really hurt) but no one came rushing in. When did parents become so numb toward their deaf children?
I think I know why...because often we had scream-like behaviors to try to express communication and when we do have pain, it's hard to distinguish actual pain from frustration of not being able to communicate. Perhaps it's hard to distinguish because it's really the same thing.
I've heard stories similar to where the parents didn't take the deaf child seriously when they were indeed seriously injured. It's communication breakdown at its worst.
I remember similar thing happened to me. My sister got hurt, she screamed and cried and both of my parents rush to her, they had to take her to hospital though I have no idea why (they never told me), something do with her tummy. When I was on rollerblades I fell (10 years old), cracked my wrist and banged my head, I screamed out but my mum didn't come even though she heard. 5 kids on that street went to my mum and told her I am hurt bad, she came but she didn't believe me, it wasn't until in evening when Dad came home he took me hospital cos he believed me and I DID have cracked wrist.
From then I wondered what if I am seriously hurt next time, or serious accident, would my parents even come to me? Not nice thoughts.