My Deaf ParentsA Story by Veronica StaehleI have Deaf parents and currently am working with my siblings through some family differences that I hope will result with a better future for us all. This is my expression and write out.My parents were raised in isolated settings from their
families, and from mainstream culture. They were so unhappy with aspects of
their backgrounds that when my two siblings and I were born, we were products
of their dissatisfaction. We were raised in their culture, with their language,
and knowledgeable of their experiences or experiences of those within their
culture. Truthfully, Deaf people still to this day are not acknowledged as full
human beings nor are their culture or language always respected as such a
thing. My parents were criticized by hearing and Deaf people during our
upbringing on their decision to raise us in a fully ASL household and not being
willing to drop the ASL for speech or other hearing accommodations. My parents were hard working proud Deaf individuals who both
were the first in their family to graduate college, my mom got her masters and
both of them instructed and lead future generations into the culture, language,
and interpreting positions. Both are entirely successful and confident
individuals and I believed that was how the world perceived them growing up. I
was raised proud of having Deaf parents, being a native ASL user and being
bi-lingual and bi-cultural. I’ve in fact never truly dated a mono cultured or monolingual
person, and likely could never. I struggle with relating with people who have
no concept of duality; a person at the least ought to have an open mindedness.
While it may be strange or new to somebody, I understand that" however, I am
not interested in being viewed as an oddity or rarity. My culture is large and
vast. For my parents as Deaf individuals, raised in a society that
is unaccepting, they’ve had to fight and persevere constantly in the broad
sense- there are sociological aspects that are not equivalent to those who were
raised in communal aspects. There is a constant reminder for them, even as both
are approaching/ in Senior Citizen status, where their own lives are still
widely unaccepted and these confrontations happen daily for them. The relief will
never come from society in their lifetime, but it can come from inside our
family. Our family has been torn apart in years past, but truthfully
looking at where we are now, I have to acknowledge the resources that were
unavailable to them both. Again isolating them as they experienced in their
past. Nothing has provided this huge breakthrough or huge societal change where
they’ve radically become empowered from mainstream society. They still have the
restrictions and limitations the world places on them, and while they dedicate
and work impossibly hard as human beings, the truth is some foundational
aspects hearing people develop at a young age were robbed from them growing up.
I see them now, and I see this history that surrounds and tries to limit them.
What I ask of my family, my siblings, is to be the ones who defies their past
experience. Be the products they fought hard during our upbringing to be. Defy
their background, crumble their barriers, and depict the world they always
hoped they were building towards. I believe in my parents mission, and I don’t
care what has transpired over the years, I want to be sure they feel
satisfaction in their work, validation in their pursuance, I want to be sure
they know they are loved for being the brave, pioneers of Deaf parents of
hearing children. I am so proud of my parents, my culture, my language and I
revere my parents for all their passion and bravery. They’re not like anyone
else, and they truly are remarkable. I hope only to support, love, and continue
their traditions taught to me, and strengthen and support their message and
intentions engraved in me at a young age. I just want all the time in the world
to spend with my parents, I make time, and I hope to make more. They are
precious and I’ll never lose my admiration and reverence for their
incredibleness. I only hope they live forever, and while we have time together,
I hope I make as many possible incredible memories with them. © 2017 Veronica Staehle |
StatsAuthorVeronica StaehleNew York, NYAboutPrivate personal writer; creative writing, poetry, and documenting. blog: www.loveronica.com portfolio: www.veronicastaehle.co more..Writing
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