.... dusting up
nostalgic childhood It's been a while and a lot has happened in the past year. Good things and bad things. But that's life isn't it?I currently have a full-time job working with dogs and it's exhausting yet rewarding. It's pretty loud too so when the dogs are barking and my boss is trying to talk to me -- I usually rely on lip-reading which works out pretty well.I will be graduating this...
Sun, Dec 04 2011

Relationships
nostalgic childhood I went to the doctor two days ago and my boyfriend was mentioned in our conversation. "Oh that's great that you have a boyfriend! Now you can feel accepted by someone else besides your family and friends!"I instantly thought, 'But I'm not with him because he accepts me, I with him because I love him'. I wish I said that out-loud. I felt that her comment was offensive ...
Fri, Aug 05 2011

Zine for the Deaf
nostalgic childhood So I've been thinking about setting up a zine based on the Deaf world somehow and wanted some input from you guys! A zine is a mini version of a magazine for those of you who don't know. Since there's only a few magazines for the Deaf, I think this would be quite a success! So far I had a few ideas to incorporate the writings and artwork of some Deaf pe...
Fri, Aug 05 2011

Music Through Deaf Ears
nostalgic childhood I just bought a guitar online along with a copy of Guitars for Dummies. It should be arriving anywhere from Tuesday to Friday. I'm actually excited for it, to feel the music that I make in my hands. I used to take piano lessons for seven years when I was younger. The wooden piano with yellowed keys sits, forgotten as proof of my lack of interest. I couldn't unde...
Fri, Jul 29 2011

Fresh Feeling - The Eels - ASL
nostalgic childhood My first attempt at signing a song, constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated!FRESH FEELING - THE EELS are copyrighted by it's rightful owner and wildwerden in no way takes copyright or claims the lyrics belong to her.I was signing this before work and someone burst in towards the end which is why I started acting all 'nonchalant'. I might redo this later.Ly...
Thu, Jul 28 2011

Accented
nostalgic childhood Lately more and more people recognize the fact that I am Deaf by the way I talk. The first time someone said told me that they could tell that I was deaf by my speech was when I was in group therapy the beginning of this year. I was surprised and hurt at first. So used to everyone praising me for how well I could speak I was, that it felt almost like an insult for som...
Wed, Jul 27 2011

updated apologies
nostalgic childhood I think it's time for an update (and an apology).I left you guys off when I was at a dormitory school far away from home. I have since left half way through the year since I was suffering depression and joined another mainstream school with a small deaf program in it. This school might be by far my favorite out of the four schools I've gone to. And the depression is u...
Wed, Jul 06 2011

Help Emilie
nostalgic childhood "On the morning of Friday, October 8, 2010 Emilie Louise Gossiaux was struck by an 18-wheel semi-truck while riding her bike in Brooklyn, NY. She was rushed to Bellevue Hospital in Manhattan where trauma doctors performed emergency surgery to save her life. In addition to stroke, traumatic brain injury, and resuscitated cardiac arrest, she suffered multiple fractures ...
Sun, Dec 19 2010

RANT
nostalgic childhood I'm skimming through my old blog, snared soul and going back to all those highs and lows I had in crew truly makes me nostalgic for it. I finally proved myself to the JV/Varsity that I could row as well as them, heck even better. There was blood, sweat and tears, literally. I could row well and I loved doing it. I remember in the last month before I left mainstream, t...
Mon, Dec 13 2010

The Anniversary
nostalgic childhood One year ago on December 7th, it was a big, ambitious step for me. I transferred out of mainstream, a place I've been going to all my life, into a school for the Deaf. It's been a year and I came such a long way. I stumbled and fell numerous of times. What is that but life? I climbed back up to my feet and kept walking. It was all that I knew of, to keep getting back ...
Sun, Dec 12 2010

11-7-10
nostalgic childhood I’ve been in silence for weeks now, only occasionally feeling the magnet pulling itself closer to my skull and holding the soft button down for five seconds to suddenly hear the world. It’s becoming less and less. But I’ve been secluded in the Deaf world, where there is nothing to hear. If I look out of the large windows in my dorm room, I can see the hearing world. H...
Sat, Nov 27 2010

Does a Cochlear Implant Ruin A Beautiful Girl?
nostalgic childhood I was walking back to the dorms when I started conversing with this boy. Getting off well, we started with where we came from when he suddenly said "YOU HAVE A COCHLEAR IMPLANT?!" upon noticing it hidden in my hair. I said yes, adding that really I have two but I refuse to use the second because I'm not comfortable with it. He was really against it, expl...
Mon, Sep 06 2010

Independently Deaf
nostalgic childhood I'm used to Deaf people relying on my voice when they are trying to communicate with the hearing. Making sense of their flurried hands is harder than it may look. Especially when they are at top-speeds. They always had a 'look' that would ask me to voice for them. I would nod slightly back, waiting for my turn to voice for the deaf. It was our secret language with no ...
Sat, Sep 04 2010

clashing of worlds
nostalgic childhood Well, I visited the school and I'm going to be the new girl again this Monday. I'll have to dig through layers of human flesh and lies, finding which ones are worthwhile and which ones are fake. I am unbelievably excited for the academics. But I am a little nervous that this school doesn't have much voice available. I was observing during a psychology class and there...
Thu, Aug 26 2010

I never stop do I?
nostalgic childhood Hi. I recently returned from an overseas trip to Germany with my grandmother (where this photograph of a young boy on his pink bike was taken). It was my sweet sixteenth birthday present. I met some relatives and had a splendid time for the 9 days I was there. There was a communication barrier of course, they spoke German and I did not. But this barrier did not bother...
Mon, Aug 23 2010

On car rides home when everything is dark except for the...
nostalgic childhood On car rides home when everything is dark except for the back-lit dashboards, I feel blind because I cannot see their lips.
Tue, Aug 10 2010

Transitions
nostalgic childhood All my summer has been about is the transition between the hearing and Deaf world. As soon as I step off the train, my hands start flying to greet one of my good friends. They continue to bend and flex throughout the weekend and as soon as I step back onto the train they immediately cease off in motion. Not until we pull up to the two deaf camps I've attended in the p...
Sun, Aug 08 2010

musical tastebuds
nostalgic childhood music make this., originally uploaded by (from a second story)Mike Bailey-Gates.Whenever I feel out of place, I pull out the music. The way I listen to music is not by making sense of the lyrics (I won't even know if the song has explicit language until someone's expression tells me otherwise) or distinguishing the different instruments. Instead, I let the melodies da...
Tue, Jul 06 2010

apple rut
nostalgic childhood My mind is no longer immersed in either the Deaf or hearing world, instead it's immersed in life itself. Tell me what you want to be reading from me and I will post it. Seriously, I'm desperate here. I don't want this blog die off just yet. Ideas, topics, questions, anything. Comment your demands.The only thing that is propelling this post to be posted is the commerci...
Tue, Jul 06 2010

"I think of being deaf like speaking another language."
nostalgic childhood We are nothing of a different breed. Similar to the Chinese or Itlaians, we are only different in culture, customs, language and whatnot. We are still the same animal, beastly animals. Language shouldn't divide for our dna proclaims us being connected to the apes. We came from the same place, let's be friends shall we? To not be radical of others, to be happy.
Sun, Mar 14 2010

Nothing is what it seems,
nostalgic childhood Eating dinner, entertained at the act of a sophomore trying to pronounce names. So determined as he breaks the words down into kee ma rah or ah man da. It's not the deep voice of a boy breaking into manhood as you would expect. A voice hardly used needs to be warmed up. It's high pitched and you can barely comprehend the awkward accumulation of babbling tones.Then the...
Mon, Mar 08 2010

To those who supported and helped me,It’s been six months...
nostalgic childhood To those who supported and helped me,It’s been six months since I went to camp. I waited this long to write you a letter not because I’ve been procrastinating but because the experience you gave me was something that completely changed my life and who I am now. It’s hard to put down on paper, my thanks, for words are too simple and too often overused. But I want to tr...
Mon, Feb 15 2010

Idenitiy is lost to labels. Distant firecrackers...
nostalgic childhood Idenitiy is lost to labels. Distant firecrackers broughtback a wallofflashbacks that stilled me for moments of time. I'm sorry for having somuchfun. Dead honestly is wanted. The rush of The Best Of BothWorldssubmittedand completed. Inspired and renewed. Keep on trying --you are notforever.
Fri, Feb 12 2010

through formspring I asked young artists (under the age of...
nostalgic childhood through formspring I asked young artists (under the age of 20) this question anonymously.what’s the first thing that pops in you mind when you hear the word ‘deaf’? exhibit #1 Sadly, the first thing that pops into my head is a little baby born deaf… Not able to hear her mother screaming or the doctors and nurses and family gushing over them. I think of a little baby b...
Sat, Jan 16 2010

Eight women and girls sat around the big, solid table and...
nostalgic childhood Eight women and girls sat around the big, solid table and spoke whatever came to their minds. Voices frequently overlapped. Kept my patience as conversations rolled one after the other. Then my new school was mentioned. Instantly alert, I took the table. They shot me with questions that I shot back with answers. The conversation flowed on. My mom spoke of a deaf girl ...
Sun, Jan 03 2010

"It's like there's a civil war between the deaf. We are...
nostalgic childhood "It's like there's a civil war between the deaf. We are taking a step back by fighting each other instead of taking a step forward by working together, despite our differences, to achieve greater things." I was talking to PinkLam about the debate in the Deaf world and that was my conclusion about it. I am having trouble posting this video but it's a great one with a w...
Fri, Jan 01 2010

November 20, 2008To whom it may concern,I have been...
nostalgic childhood November 20, 2008To whom it may concern,I have been researching about other services to use to help me get all the information I need in my classes. I currently use an interpreter but since I never use sign language myself, I do not understand the signs very well. Usually I listen and lip-read the teacher, then if I miss anything I would look over to the interpreter a...
Tue, Dec 29 2009

This senior asked me to help him with Biology since I...
nostalgic childhood This senior asked me to help him with Biology since I already passed the regents last year. I agreed and we met in the science room after school. I turned on the light bulb above his head on several topics. We shook hands that if I helped him with Biology, he will help me with Basketball. When we were done, we walked back to the dorms together. A long walk indeed. He ...
Mon, Dec 28 2009

It's nice having a handy daddy around who can figure out...
nostalgic childhood It's nice having a handy daddy around who can figure out very obvious things for you. You see I got a purple nano ipod today and bought an acrylic case to go along with it. I plugged in my own personal earplugs that connect from the ipod to my implant and the results weren't pretty. There was a strange static sound that would occur every now and then - it hurt my head...
Sun, Dec 27 2009

The Christmas spirit has died out on me this year. Does...
nostalgic childhood The Christmas spirit has died out on me this year. Does that mean I am an adult now? If so, I am disgusted and disappointed. It was the first time I've ever left the house on Christmas Day. We went to my aunt's house. After dinner, my aunt's parents unexpectedly came to visit. The mother's voice was extremely quiet. I simply could not hear a whisper out of her. Readin...
Fri, Dec 25 2009

I struggled with my deafness, myself, my body. Everything...
nostalgic childhood I struggled with my deafness, myself, my body. Everything about me was just another thing to hide, another obstacle in the way. Knives laughed as they bit my skin. She helped to float me back to the surface and get a breath of reality. She had her first crack at my shell. Oars befriended me. People did not. When that oar was taken away, the knife laughed again. Her wo...
Wed, Dec 23 2009

Second week at a high school for the deaf. My high school...
nostalgic childhood Second week at a high school for the deaf. My high school for the deaf. My second family resides there. My language increases day by day. An agreement for me to help him with his Biology and him to help me with my basketball skills is working out quite well. (I played three basketball games this week and coach refused to sub me out. It's exhausting and painful to play...
Sat, Dec 19 2009

I remember as a Kindergardener I had a question for my...
nostalgic childhood I remember as a Kindergardener I had a question for my mother:Mommy, what number do you hear at?She asked a question. I tried to explain, I said that my hearing aid can be as low as 1 or as high as 8. Each level sounded different. At number 8 I felt that I could hear everything. Not so much at number 1. I wanted to know how well hearing people can hear. I wanted to kn...
Sun, Dec 13 2009

As a hard-of-hearing person, I have a choice. With a press...
nostalgic childhood As a hard-of-hearing person, I have a choice. With a press to the on-switch, I am a hard-of hearing teenager in the hearing world. Another squeeze to the off-switch, I am deaf in a silent world. I can choose to be either in the hearing world or the deaf world. I could even keep one foot in each world at the same time if I drove myself to it. And that is what I am driv...
Thu, Nov 26 2009

Nearly every deaf teenager I have spoken with told me...
nostalgic childhood Nearly every deaf teenager I have spoken with told me things about myself that I never knew. One said I was a strong person. Another said I was such an easy and fun person to talk with (I thought I was an awkward person to be with). Someone also told me that I was extremely outgoing. I have this belief that deaf people are able to see through one's layers better than ...
Thu, Nov 26 2009

We were about to leave to do some Christmas shopping, my...
nostalgic childhood We were about to leave to do some Christmas shopping, my grandmother and I, until someone pulled into our driveway. Confused, we watched a woman leave the car to retrieve several boxes from the trunk. My grandmother hopped out to see who she was. The woman looked up as my grandmother was speaking to her and starting to sign back. I was flabbergasted!Turns out my mom h...
Mon, Nov 23 2009

They had a schedule waiting for me. I went through several...
nostalgic childhood They had a schedule waiting for me. I went through several evaluations and sat in a math class of 4 students. As the day wore on I felt less sure of my decision for some reason. Everyone was so kind and the students were flocking me in lunch which is something I have never, ever experienced in public school. But why was I so unsure then? Change.Running through my mind...
Thu, Nov 19 2009

lady (signing): Are deaf or hearing?me (signing):...
nostalgic childhood lady (signing): Are deaf or hearing?me (signing): both?lady(signing): Oh you mean hard-of-hearing?Ha ha that's cute!
Thu, Nov 19 2009

Sometimes silence is better.Without my hearing aid, I could...
nostalgic childhood Sometimes silence is better.Without my hearing aid, I could hear nothing (not even the whistle). Why was I a much better goalie when there was silence? The only theory I can come up with is that you're more focused at something such as goaltending (in which your only job is to see the puck and stop the puck). You are not affected by chaos that is noise in the game.Whe...
Thu, Nov 19 2009

Black cursive in a marble notebook has helped me a lot...
nostalgic childhood Black cursive in a marble notebook has helped me a lot lately. It's been organizing my thoughts about this whole I may be going to a different school thing. Only one of my friends tries to be supportive (and I love her dearly for that), the others simply do not understand me enough and constantly ask me 'Why?'. A question I now despise. I do try to explain to them, ho...
Thu, Nov 19 2009

I was looking briefly through Deaf Village and something...
nostalgic childhood I was looking briefly through Deaf Village and something caught my eye. Will Deaf Culture die out someday? I honestly don't bother with blogs that will rant about something that, to me, is a waste of time and effort. You can get the same message across with a shorter yet stronger one. To me what really matters are the little, yet huge things like this young man's acco...
Thu, Nov 19 2009