Actually, I was raised oral - grew up in a hearing family with no ASL skills - and went to an oral school for the deaf after being removed from several schools for the deaf that were ASL based in classrooms.
It wasn't until later that I was mainstreamed into regular elementary classes in my school district when the real reason came out. I was so far advanced in academics than other students my age, as I grew up with a grandmother who was a teacher, and later, with my mother, who was a teacher herself before becoming a high school counselor. Being in classes with my deaf peers had me so frustrated with them, as it was constant repetition in so many subjects - I got bored easily as I learned the subject matter faster than most of them, even in classes with other children at least two to three years older than I was. I got so frustrated, I deliberately flunked out the last year I was in that school so I could leave.
I was tested the summer before I was mainstreamed, and while my score results ranked higher than those for the grade level for my age, it was allowed that I should be placed in the grade where children my age were in, in order to allow me to learn how to socialize with people my age and to be able toget used to the faster pace they were accustomed to.
I did not interact with many deaf people during my mainstreamed school years, except for a club for the mainstreamed deaf students in high school.
I graduated 7th in a class of 54 students, with honors in mathematics, history and english. Yes, English.
I did not learn sign language until I was 28 years old, despite knowing other deaf people that were proficient in ASL since high school. My friends were patient with me, knowing that I was just not ready. I already had some home signs with them, and they were able to understand me most of the time. When I was ready, they were very happy to teach me all they knew - and more.
To me, sign language has no barriers, no limit. I have friends who grew up using SEE, I have a cousin that uses cued speech, I grew up oral with many hearing friends. I have seen many different versions of sign language - and I think it's a beautiful language, no matter what form it takes.
To me, deaf IS deaf. Cochlear implants, Behind the Ear, hard of hearing, no matter - we are all deaf, period. I am able to embrace the concept of deafness, in any form.
Communication is the key- period. It should not matter how we communicate - what should matter is that we are understood, and able to get our point across.
To see our community fractured, over something so simple as being understood - it's sad.
It wasn't until later that I was mainstreamed into regular elementary classes in my school district when the real reason came out. I was so far advanced in academics than other students my age, as I grew up with a grandmother who was a teacher, and later, with my mother, who was a teacher herself before becoming a high school counselor. Being in classes with my deaf peers had me so frustrated with them, as it was constant repetition in so many subjects - I got bored easily as I learned the subject matter faster than most of them, even in classes with other children at least two to three years older than I was. I got so frustrated, I deliberately flunked out the last year I was in that school so I could leave.
I was tested the summer before I was mainstreamed, and while my score results ranked higher than those for the grade level for my age, it was allowed that I should be placed in the grade where children my age were in, in order to allow me to learn how to socialize with people my age and to be able toget used to the faster pace they were accustomed to.
I did not interact with many deaf people during my mainstreamed school years, except for a club for the mainstreamed deaf students in high school.
I graduated 7th in a class of 54 students, with honors in mathematics, history and english. Yes, English.
I did not learn sign language until I was 28 years old, despite knowing other deaf people that were proficient in ASL since high school. My friends were patient with me, knowing that I was just not ready. I already had some home signs with them, and they were able to understand me most of the time. When I was ready, they were very happy to teach me all they knew - and more.
To me, sign language has no barriers, no limit. I have friends who grew up using SEE, I have a cousin that uses cued speech, I grew up oral with many hearing friends. I have seen many different versions of sign language - and I think it's a beautiful language, no matter what form it takes.
To me, deaf IS deaf. Cochlear implants, Behind the Ear, hard of hearing, no matter - we are all deaf, period. I am able to embrace the concept of deafness, in any form.
Communication is the key- period. It should not matter how we communicate - what should matter is that we are understood, and able to get our point across.
To see our community fractured, over something so simple as being understood - it's sad.