Writing is hard. I’m writing two shows. One is my own show, another is for a not for profit CODA365. Three codas telling their stories of very different backgrounds of being raised in a Deaf household. The journeys they have and how they come together on one stage. Windell Smith, Keith Wann and myself will be presenting something so different than any other performance on coda issues.
photo credit: Bryan Valles
While writing the last couple of years both on blog posts and personally, I feel blessed to be raising kodas. I feel like I am able to get a small glimpse into what I might have been like growing up. I have two younger girls and one teenage boy. With the girls, the cute movements as they try to learn big words in sign language, or just the structure of the language. No need to sign “the” and “to”. With my teen, I see the talking without signing while Dad is scoulding or trying to communicate on parenting issues. Unfortunately for my teen, I am there to translate. But I get it, I did it, and frankly – still do it.
I’m trying to slow down and watch! Aren’t we all? What do you see in your children that make you glimpse into your childhood?
