About me:
My life started on Jan. 13th. I was born, in the early morn to the
world of silence. The reason no body seems to know. Why me? Was the
question the family often asked. I grew up not knowing sound. My mother,
forced me to go to a special school as soon as I hit the age of one. I
attended a
school for the deaf in London, England. There my parents and I were
taught about the deaf culture. I learned a few simple signs to
speak to my family. When I turned three years of age, my mother decided, to
take me away from that school, she did not want me learning signs. She
wanted me to speak, like a normal little boy. Soon I attended a
different school. I learned to feel for vibes and use my voice.. I went
through days and days of training.. soon I said my first word..Mum...
The family tried to fit me with hearing aids, but no matter how hard they
tried,
I could not hear a thing. The doctors than told my parents that they
may never help, but my parents forced me to wear them anyway.
I grow up pretty fast, not knowing that sound ever existed... I grew
close to my brothers, some how I could understand them.. as odd as it
may seem. I forgot the signs I was once taught way back when.
When I turned 5, I knew how to read lips quite well. I was sent to a normal hearing school in London. The school was a private school.. but I was treated like everyone else. I was given no special favors, nothing. I still attended the school for the deaf too.. I still worked on my speaking and lip reading.
At 7 years old, I had made mates.. both at the school for the deaf and at normal school. I became mad at myself for being born this way.. I began to see.. not everyone out there is deaf. I asked a lot of questions.. for once, I learned the hard truth.. I learned I was different. Different from all the rest.
At 10 years old, My pa's job got a transfer to the USA. I had to say good bye to the world, I once knew ever so well. I said good bye to my best mate, Charles. America.. I was now a American.
My mum, decided that all the schools in the US were not right for me, even the school for the deaf. I was taken in as her student. She home taught me and my brothers and later my sister. She treated me like a normal little boy. Mates here in the USA were hard for me to make. I was young, and very shy. Often I would go out.. try to talk to someone and they would laugh at me, right to my face. I soon.. became quite a loner. Family trips to England became the thing I longed for.
At 11 years old, My parents and I were given a choice, was I to have a implant?? was I to hear something?? It was the hardest choice, that I would ever make. I chose not to.. Why?? you ask?? Because, I was scared. What would it be like to hear? I lived so many years without it. Plus, the doctors said there was such a little chance it would work, and the operation was new. I soon realized, I was born this way.. I can not change the way I am.. I was made this way, god made me. I grew to except myself. I am who I am.. and I AM DEAF.