I remember the first time I realized I was different. I was pretty young to notice it.
Coming from a hearing family, I was accustomed to speak/sign with family members and didn't really notice I was a deaf person as a whole until I was around 8 or 9 years old. I went to a summer-long camp that was only for deaf children. From there, I saw a big difference and saw other deaf children signing to each other and there were counselors who are deaf as well. I realized I was part of something and that moment, I knew I am a deaf person as a whole and knew I was different from the rest.
