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TOKYO — I learned JSL on a train with much more enthusiasm than I ever did studying Japanese in college. This is because my teacher was a remarkable 9-year-old deaf boy named Jun.
We met on an empty commuter train in Osaka one lazy hot summer afternoon 20 years ago. This kid at the end of the car kept looking at me, started making faces and strange sounds, swung from the hand straps, climbed onto the luggage rack and bumped his head for maximum dramatic effect. Then he jumped down and ran screaming out of the train when it got to the next station.
The only other passengers in the car were a mother and her son about Jun's age. As Jun ran out the mother turned to her son sitting beside her with wide eyes and said, "See what a bad boy he is. Be a good boy." The son sat there frozen for the rest of the ride.
I thought the screaming kid was strange at first, but I could sense he was acting. I also noticed the hearing aids in each ear with the wires running inside his shirt.
Much later, I asked Jun about it. He said, "You looked like one of the foreigners in the comic book I was reading, so I decided to act out the scenes for you." I didn't know what to make of being compared to a comic book character, but a Japanese friend said I should take it as an honor: "Japanese kids look up to foreigners."
I think Jun had an active imagination without a way to express it. Frustrated with my own limited Japanese at the time, I wondered if Jun's thoughts were, like mine, bottled up in his head with nowhere to go. What would it be like to talk with him?
When I next saw Jun, the train was crowded and he just stood there quietly giving me the eye. I wanted to say hello but didn't know how and didn?t have the nerve.
How to start learning sign language
The next time, I decided to do something — anything — and just as he was getting off I made a face at him. It was enough. Jun waved, got out of the train and stood on the platform. As the train moved away he ran alongside it, yelling and waving. I immediately knew I wanted to learn Japanese signs but had no idea where to start.
I ran to a bookstore and found some JSL books with illustrations of individual words but no explanation of how to string them together. Fortunately, a Japanese friend put me in touch with a sign interpreter. She suggested that I visit a sign language circle, a local club of sorts where hearing and deaf people gather once a week to discuss sign language and other deaf-related social issues.
Sign language circles play an important role in bringing together local hearing and deaf people. Circles also teach basic signs and grammar. Most important of all, you meet deaf people and use what you learn.
The next time I saw Jun on the train I knew enough signs to ask him his name and sign mine. It was a great way to learn: Once a week I studied at the sign language circle, then I got to practice for ten precious minutes on the train with Jun.
Soon, 10 minutes wasn't enough, so one day I took a deep breath and stepped off with him at his station. Jun looked incredulous. "What are you doing?" he signed. I said I wanted to talk some more and we walked to the ticket gate. Generally my limited vocabulary was exhausted even before we got off the train, so we'd play games, tearing about on the platform and later around his neighborhood.
My signs got better because I had no choice. No 9-year-old deaf kid will wait patiently watching stuttering signs. Jun wanted to talk now and he wanted to talk a lot: what happened in school, what he caught when his grandpa took him fishing, what comic book he was reading — on and on while my eyes glazed over just trying to keep up with his signs.
Japanese Sign Language is related to spoken Japanese, but, just as American Sign Language (ASL) is different from spoken English (and also from British Sign Language), JSL has its own grammar and history.
TOKYO — I learned JSL on a train with much more enthusiasm than I ever did studying Japanese in college. This is because my teacher was a remarkable 9-year-old deaf boy named Jun.
We met on an empty commuter train in Osaka one lazy hot summer afternoon 20 years ago. This kid at the end of the car kept looking at me, started making faces and strange sounds, swung from the hand straps, climbed onto the luggage rack and bumped his head for maximum dramatic effect. Then he jumped down and ran screaming out of the train when it got to the next station.
The only other passengers in the car were a mother and her son about Jun's age. As Jun ran out the mother turned to her son sitting beside her with wide eyes and said, "See what a bad boy he is. Be a good boy." The son sat there frozen for the rest of the ride.
I thought the screaming kid was strange at first, but I could sense he was acting. I also noticed the hearing aids in each ear with the wires running inside his shirt.
Much later, I asked Jun about it. He said, "You looked like one of the foreigners in the comic book I was reading, so I decided to act out the scenes for you." I didn't know what to make of being compared to a comic book character, but a Japanese friend said I should take it as an honor: "Japanese kids look up to foreigners."
I think Jun had an active imagination without a way to express it. Frustrated with my own limited Japanese at the time, I wondered if Jun's thoughts were, like mine, bottled up in his head with nowhere to go. What would it be like to talk with him?
When I next saw Jun, the train was crowded and he just stood there quietly giving me the eye. I wanted to say hello but didn't know how and didn?t have the nerve.
How to start learning sign language
The next time, I decided to do something — anything — and just as he was getting off I made a face at him. It was enough. Jun waved, got out of the train and stood on the platform. As the train moved away he ran alongside it, yelling and waving. I immediately knew I wanted to learn Japanese signs but had no idea where to start.
I ran to a bookstore and found some JSL books with illustrations of individual words but no explanation of how to string them together. Fortunately, a Japanese friend put me in touch with a sign interpreter. She suggested that I visit a sign language circle, a local club of sorts where hearing and deaf people gather once a week to discuss sign language and other deaf-related social issues.
Sign language circles play an important role in bringing together local hearing and deaf people. Circles also teach basic signs and grammar. Most important of all, you meet deaf people and use what you learn.
The next time I saw Jun on the train I knew enough signs to ask him his name and sign mine. It was a great way to learn: Once a week I studied at the sign language circle, then I got to practice for ten precious minutes on the train with Jun.
Soon, 10 minutes wasn't enough, so one day I took a deep breath and stepped off with him at his station. Jun looked incredulous. "What are you doing?" he signed. I said I wanted to talk some more and we walked to the ticket gate. Generally my limited vocabulary was exhausted even before we got off the train, so we'd play games, tearing about on the platform and later around his neighborhood.
My signs got better because I had no choice. No 9-year-old deaf kid will wait patiently watching stuttering signs. Jun wanted to talk now and he wanted to talk a lot: what happened in school, what he caught when his grandpa took him fishing, what comic book he was reading — on and on while my eyes glazed over just trying to keep up with his signs.
Japanese Sign Language is related to spoken Japanese, but, just as American Sign Language (ASL) is different from spoken English (and also from British Sign Language), JSL has its own grammar and history.