So I got an email from Jakob's lead teacher, they noticed his language can be difficult to understand. he speak loudly and quickly and had to repeat himself to be understood. They are concerned and they think he needs to see speech therapist.
When he signed after me reading the book; I'd ask "what it is?" referring to colors, transportation, animals, etc. His signs are not exactly clear but he knows what it is. His play friend Cary signs better than him! A perfect "w" and numbers. I realized that he would sign with a moving mouth (no voice, maybe) like it should be while signing ASL.
I was told by Lucas and his mother Margareth and my mom, who only see him 3 or 4 times a year, they only understood him half the time. I've seen kids at the playground trying to talk with him but did not understood him, even some laughed at him... err, WITH him.
When I first read the email, for a minute I felt like they were implying that I'm neglectful. A way to remind me that I gotta work harder to bring Jax towards the norms. He need to works on his speaking to be normal, so he can function in "their" world better. I brought him a lot,
he has a lot going on for a little kid. Shannon, my newly and nearest mommy friend (she have Jax on Tuesdays, Carly's mom), she and I email each others. I told her about the email, inquiring her thoughts, she said Jax
is difficult to understand but given his situation it is totally understandable. It takes the village to raise a child, huh? I alone cannot raise him, it's both nuture and nature. Am I supposed to work together with the "village" or I just let it be having my own way to raise him?
Academically speaking one of my courses, American Literature Studies, not surprisingly is challenging but I've been "in the game" mode with the new school year motive. It's only 4 weeks of Fall semester, I am motivated. Automatically I knew I needed extra help when reading ol' English short stories and poetries. The class required to do 8 logs on the listed stories/poetries and answer the questions.
Sooo.. I need to see a tutor to help me, read and to be understood, and answer the question and write the paper using quotes from the story to give support. Oh my! But hella yea, I knew I could do it but where do I go for help? Ok I went to the Learning Center but they sent me to the office of Disability (OSD) and the English Department did not know what to do about student in my situation, again suggesting OSD. So I told the OSD the news, what a Deaf student on the campus are going through. I had better idea, I went and saw the professor and asked what can I do. He knew someone at TLC who is a reading specialist, he called and left a message. He also suggested me to go to the Writing Lab when doing the paper. Next day, I heard from the head of OSD for me to see her ASAP but our schedule are the opposites. Little later, Professor gave me Rebecca the reading specialist email to make an appointment.
So I see the OSD and Reading Specialist and go to the writing lab. I'm in the game, but hell how can I do this? On what time can I attend to fulfill the successful deserved grade? Why do everything needs to remind me constantly that I'm Deaf? Everywhere I go they will emphasize on me reminding me that I am DEAF. Up high on the hill, THEY keep tossing more of rolling logs for me to jump over! Bring it on!
Ok Ok, speech specialist for Jax and reading specialist for me. So we can fit in better... having an "easier" life being able to access anywhere.
Please, I don't know where in the world I get this *tone.* It's new.
I watched the Grey's Anatomy season 3 DVDs for past 2 weeks and I can't stop thinking about it! I love me when I become addictive over something silly, a good distraction, a different perspective, and new feelings and thoughts. Like an addict I need to know what's going on NOW NOW NOW I wanna watch them and to KNOW what's going on! Now! Cable TV!
I have this itch coming on to get started and celebrate Halloween! The party is in two weeks, I am not sure why I'm hosting the PAR-TAY it's spooky but we will have fun!
Something is always interrupting if I'm trying to do good. I try to get started with exercising again: going for a power walk after dropping Jax off to school, power yoga with JuJu, energetic play with Jax. I try not to drill my head heavily worrying about money. On my time off, I've been trying to be a part-time social butterfly. I pay attention to good things I have right now.. Optimists don't last long because it's "too good to be true." Soon, we start to let the worrisome "what if's" creeps in and it's contagious. Negative energy absorbed, off we go down, like a food color drips into a pitcher of water. I'd rather to be water and oil, separated and balanced! I'd be ok if someone try to shake and mix me too
Ok Jax goes to bed about 7pm ish all the week, maybe no more nap but I'll let him adjust. I have more time to do school work at bedtime!
Doodles!
