Random Thoughts and Musings by moi

Musings by a feisty, opinionated Deaf gal who wants nothing but the best for her community and her people

lundi 14 mai 2007

Outing Myself (no, not that! *grin*)

I'll confess something that may get a lot of double-takes from people
who know me well. I have native or native-like proficiency in English
and in ASL. I love both languages and I always prefer the original
language to a translation. I'd rather watch TV with CC than watch an
interpreter signing the episode, and I'd rather watch signing in a vlog
than read the subtitles (if any). By the same token, I'd rather use the
language others are using in a given situation than deal with
translation. I hated grad school, hate interpreted plays, watch a person
talking instead of the interpreter, prefer IM relay to video relay, et
cetera, all because I want direct access in the same language that's
being used.

It is for all these reasons/factors that cueing intrigues me. I'd love
to be able to go to a conference, workshop, class, or whatever, and get
info directly in English without a 'terp butchering the translation. (No
offense to 'terps out there!) I'm in love with the idea, and as a
skilled lipreader and one who has a facility (and propensity!) for
picking up languages easily, I see this as doable.

I can also see this working alongside ASL in the school system, albeit
with caveats covering stuff like equal respect for ASL, cueing limited
to very specific situations, etc, etc. I disagree with Hilary's
assertion that fingerspelling would be rendered unnecessary.
Fingerspelling plays a crucial role in ASL and in English acquisition.
And no, I don't have citations at the moment - I'm on a train, writing
this from my pager. My problem is that I feel like I'm betraying my
ideals - ASL can be, and is, successfully used to teach English. (No, no
citations, but I do have an unpublished paper by Jim Cummins laying out
the evidence, citing research from more than a handful of researchers at
work.) This would have to be explored, researched, and discussed
carefully before proceeding to incorporate cued speech in the classroom
on a large scale.

So where does this leave me?
I'm outing myself as a cued-speech-curious person with questions. I'd
love answers.
1. Research on cued speech in Bilingual settings? Details, details!
2. What is the learning curve and feasibility for someone learning CS as
an adult and using transliterators in place of 'terps for complex
topics?
3. Stories from adult CS learners? Advice?
Anything would be so appreciated!

(Written in response to this entry:

http://www.deafdc.com/blog/guest-blogger/2007-05-14/cued-speech-your-unasked-questions-answered/)
note: written on my pager

dimanche 13 mai 2007

A Tribute to My Hearing Mom

On Mother’s Day, how can I not reflect on the kind of mother I have and what she has done for me, especially as a hearing mother of a deaf child? This is a woman who was born into a literate, well-educated family that has never forgotten its blue collar roots only a few generations back. This is a family with an intense love of history, travel, politics, discussions, and much more. When I was born into this family, my mom eagerly welcomed me, fussed over me, did everything she could, and loved the heck out of me.

Mom suspected that I might not have normal hearing when I was very young and had me tested at six months, two days old. When the audiologist confirmed my mom’s suspicions, her first thought was, “How will she get language?” To her, hearing the birds sing would’ve been nice, but that wasn’t the point. Language was much more important to her. She tried speaking with me but making sure I could see her face and lips at all times, but she knew in her gut this was not the way to go. She took sign language classes and, being a teacher and coming from the well educated family she does, talked to me constantly (like all the parents in my family do), telling me things and explaining things. By the time I was 3, she felt I was progressing normally and just kept doing what good parents do for their children. When she started me at preschool, she told the teacher that she expected me to be on grade level and stuck to her guns when the teacher expressed doubts. She continued to encourage and expect speech development, but if that didn't work at any given time, she reverted to signs - something which is still true to this day. She instantly understood that I had to be around other deaf people. She made sure I was around other deaf children at least part of the time, no matter what, even though I did not go to the state school until junior high. In her words, "To me, it was always about communication. That's the only thing that really made sense to me - that you be around people you could communicate with {easily and without barriers}." I feel so fortunate to have Mom for this reason alone.

There are many more reasons I feel so lucky to have my mom. She has always been a staunch ally and a wonderful friend. She encouraged me to try many different things, allowed me to become interested in things, and supported my hobbies and interests. She started taking me to the library during hot summer afternoons when I was just 3 years old and putting me down, reading to me, and just reading her own book, for hours. She suspects that’s why I love reading and books so much. I think there’s more to it, including the fact that every single room in Mom’s house has at least one bookcase or place where books are stored (yes, even the bathroom and kitchen). She even drew and wrote a children’s book for me, which is one of the first books I read. She honed my debating and writing skills in so many little ways all my life. She played word and language games with me. She took me to the park, to museums, and historic sites every weekend when I was young. She talked my eyes off, and still does, explaining things to me. She fought for the best possible school placement for me. She supports me and believes in me. She even tries new things to support me. She’s a wonderful friend, sharing many of the same interests. I hope to have her in my life for years and years to come. I love my mom. This entry is inadequate and cannot explain all the reasons and ways I love my mom, but it’s a start. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!!!