It's a strange journey into the world of deaf. I am HOH, but was mainstreamed my entire life. I even work as a journalist, which I really need my hearing for, and I've always worked to overcome it, but never immersed myself in the deaf world. At 30, I'm just looking at that aspect and learning sign language. It all started when we met our now best friend in Florida who's family was deaf and they manufactured deaf products. We got interested in selling them, and do, but that's my husband's gig. For me, it's been a different experience because I've never lived in the deaf world, even though I am a part of it.
I was interviewing a deaf woman yesterday for a news story and couldn't figure out whether to read her lips (she had some hearing) or watch her hands. She was really neat to talk with and her family is deaf, but she adopts hearing foster kids who all sign.
As for mainstreaming, I imagine it helped, but I spent many years in speech therapy and recall the experiences in middle school and high school that I went through because I was "different." I remember being told I was shady because I didn't look at people's eyes (I read lips across the room). But I never really got involved in the deaf culture. I don't even think I really realized there was one until recently because I wasn't exposed to it.
Has anyone else had this experience? It's an interesting awakening to a part of myself in some ways, and definitely a journey I never expected, one I don't think I would have had unless I had moved up here to NW GA where there is a large deaf community.
I was interviewing a deaf woman yesterday for a news story and couldn't figure out whether to read her lips (she had some hearing) or watch her hands. She was really neat to talk with and her family is deaf, but she adopts hearing foster kids who all sign.
As for mainstreaming, I imagine it helped, but I spent many years in speech therapy and recall the experiences in middle school and high school that I went through because I was "different." I remember being told I was shady because I didn't look at people's eyes (I read lips across the room). But I never really got involved in the deaf culture. I don't even think I really realized there was one until recently because I wasn't exposed to it.
Has anyone else had this experience? It's an interesting awakening to a part of myself in some ways, and definitely a journey I never expected, one I don't think I would have had unless I had moved up here to NW GA where there is a large deaf community.