Deaf Sees Jingle Bells

A deaf person strongly uses his or her eyes to see what they hear with their hearing aids.

"Deaf Sees Jingle Bells"

See Jingle Bells
Jingle, Shiny, Jingle, See
Beautiful Bells

Without wearing their hearing aids, it still AMAZES the eyes. They know it has sounds and feel it even through they cannot hear it. When they touch and jiggle it, they feel its jingles.

Gluten-Free Turkey Gravy

Reserved pan juices from turkey roasting pan
2 Tablespoons cornstarch
1/2 cup water or white wine
salt & pepper to taste

Testimonio inedito de nuestro ancestro Sordo, George Veditz

Loving One's Wife

Deanne Bray's rude awakening

Marlee Matlin video for the National Domestic Violence Hotline

ASL poem: Domestic Violence by Terry

Signs

"As long as we have deaf people on earth, we will have signs. And as long as we have our films, we can preserve signs in their old purity. It is my hope that we will all love and guard our beautiful sign language as the noblest gift God has given to deaf people."--George Veditz, 1913.

(This picture is taken in his backyard)

Signing reflects

the greatest gift ever given

through God Above

-Deb Ann

George Veditz Celebration- 150th

Bring Jobs Back to USA- How??

I got it from an email and got to share!


AUGUST 1st to Sept. 1st


Well over 50 yrs ago I knew a lady who would not buy Christmas gifts if they were made in China . Her daughter will recognize her in the following.

Did y'all see Diane Sawyer's special report? They

removed ALL items from a typical, middle class family's home that were not made in the USA .

There was hardly anything left besides the kitchen sink. Literally. During the special they showed truckloads of items - USA made - being brought in to replace everything and talked about how to find these items and the difference in price etc..


It was interesting that Diane said if every American spent just $64 more than normal on USA made items this year, it would create something like 200,000 new jobs!

I WAS BUYING FOOD THE OTHER DAY AT WALMART and ON THE LABEL OF SOME PRODUCTS IT SAID 'FROM CHINA '

FOR EXAMPLE THE "OUR FAMILY" BRAND OF THE
MANDARIN ORANGES SAYS RIGHT ON THE CAN 'FROM CHINA '

I WAS SHOCKED SO FOR A FEW MORE CENTS I BOUGHT THE LIBERTY GOLD BRAND OR THE DOLE SINCE IT'S FROM CALIF.

Are we Americans as dumb as we appear --- or --- is it that we just do not think.
The Chinese, knowingly and intentionally, export inferior
and even toxic products and dangerous toys and goods to be sold in American markets.

70% of Americans believe that the trading privileges
afforded to the Chinese should be suspended.

Why do you need the government to suspend trading
privileges? DO IT YOURSELF, AMERICA !!

Simply look on the bottom of every product you buy,
and if it says 'Made in China ' or 'PRC' (and that now includes Hong Kong ), simply choose another product, or none at all. You will be amazed at how dependent you are
on Chinese products, and you will be equally amazed at what you can do without.
Who needs plastic eggs to celebrate Easter? If you must have eggs, use real ones and benefit some American farmer. Easter is just an example. The point is do not wait for the government to act. Just go ahead and assume
control on your own.

THINK ABOUT THIS: If 200 million Americans each refuse to buy just $20 of Chinese goods, that's a billion dollar trade imbalance resolved in our favor...fast!!

Most of the people who have been reading about this matter are planning on implementing this on Aug. 1st and continue it until Sept. 1st. That is only one month of trading losses, but it will hit the Chinese for 1/12th of
the total, or 8%, of their American exports. Then they might have to ask themselves if the benefits of their arrogance and lawlessness were worth it.
Remember, August 1st to Sept. 1st!!!!!! START NOW.

Send this to everybody you know. Let's show them that we are Americans and NOBODY can take us for granted.
If we can't live without cheap Chinese goods for one month out of our lives,WE DESERVE WHAT WE GET!

Pass it on, America ..

Well instead of doing it for just 1 month why not try to do it all the time.

Keith Nolan- Deaf in the Military [Subtitled]

My New Grandson!

This is my new grandson, Kai~
I made two blankets for him!

The third blanket is not finished. I will post it when I get it completed!

Baby Shower for my daughter

Pictures of Baby Shower for my daughter, Tami last month. She's already past her baby due. She's ready anytime this week. I can't wait to be grandma again!

Colorado~

My youngest daugther got a picture of the mountains at about 14,000 feet. We drove up there after we visited the ghost town, and we took pictures .... Aw, it was so beautiful! The weather was so nice! This photo was taken last summer.

We are ready for this summer and hope you all guys have a great one!

Wordless Wednesday

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(Nick's picture from California)

(My aunt's picture from Nebraska)











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My Husband's View on Barry's Vlog

My husband, Tom responds to Barry's vlog on " ASL failed"

He has deaf uncles and aunts. Both of his parents are deaf. He has a deaf brother. He's DEAF. He uses ASL as well as PSE. He does not believe in providing an ASL interpreter for classes and churches. Does ASL fail? He gives it a NO to this question. It does not do anything with ASL. ASL is just a language for deaf people to communicate. It's enjoyable.

Misunderstanding normally happens to anyone. There is no way to avoid it. Yet, it does not do anything with ASL, so it does not fail but is enjoyable.

Oh, my time is up. I need to get my kids from school.

Barry's Right.

Hello,

I'm on my very tight schedule as a mother and grandmother ,even through I find my time on Facebook and Farmville (I'm not addicted, I manage my time). Adding to my schedule, I work on my family tree as well.

As you know, I just make it very simple and short.

I find Barry's vlog a true view way of recognizing a missing spot in ASL as misunderstanding between ASL users and vocabulary. I get to be honest with you that I think he's right about few things. Nevertheless, I do cherish my ASL and thank Barry for giving me a deep thought on how I can improve my ASL skills. Thank you, Barry Sewell! I know that you find it shocking. It's okay to agree with any one you almost always disagree but admire his or her perspective on a thing. I admire his saying, 'balance" as well. Does ASL fail? Well, I think it's too strong for a question. Personally, I think to skip this question.

Honestly, I do require a PSE translator instead of ASL interpreter if I'm in College because of misunderstandings and its limited vocabulary. Keep in mind that I still do cherish ASL I rather use outside of a college. Due to my childhood, I grew up with SEE in my school. You need to understand where I come from.

As I go out the world, ASL is like a light into my life and makes it so beautiful. I'm not a bi-languaged in English/ASL child but from SEE to ASL. I also use PSE. When I was young, I went to Gally, I found ASL that it had a negative view as to misunderstandings and its limited vocabulary. Some of classes my teachers used PSE. And then I decided to go a college that provided interpreters in my home state. I felt more comfortable with PSE translators in classes but enjoyed ASL out of classes.

I don't want to continue on writing, so I need to go back to where I am now- getting busy as a mother and grandmother.

Take care,
Deb Ann
P.S. You may find my English errors. *grins* I don't have much time to edit my English.

It Gets Old

Negative comments about Deafhood get old , but . . .and I mean BUT . . . a personal journey as well as Deafhood never gets old.

I don't care what B.S. or Cori say in their videos. Who cares. It is just getting old. Nothing's exciting about them.

Ella, do me a favor, please. You don't need to respond to them, just let them talk to themselves.

TWO DOGS DINING

Be Proud And Love Yourself As DEAF!

Tsunami hits Japan after massive earthquake - 2011

Putting Sin To Death

Through Your Child's Eyes: American Sign Language [Subtitled]

Life Isn't Planned

Life isn’t planned,

It’s an adventure.

Mistakes aren’t really mistakes,

they were meant to be.

Everything is meant to be,

but that’s up to God to decide what happens when.

I love the randomness in each day,

I love knowing that something might happen and take my breath away.

I hate knowing that tomorrow will be a Saturday,

or the 15th of July.

Why can’t it just dawn on us,

as the sun dawns on that day?

I love the feel of sand in between my toes,

and the sound of lapping waves.

I love the shimmer of sunlight,

on the newly fallen snow.

I love the beauty that shows,

on the breast of the horizon.

I love how unexpectedly it comes,

like a first kiss.

Rambling on, blushing,

then *Smack!* it happens.

I love how each day comes,

in a package differently wrapped by day.

One time it’ll be a shimmery silver wrapping,

with a pink ribbon tied in a bow.

The next time it’ll be wrapped up in black,

with a faint yellow.

Promising that,

this too shall pass.

Lastly, I love how music never ceases to amaze,

my wonders.

One word after another,

knowing it’ll end.

One note after another,

knowing what comes next.

But who really knows music?

Who really knows love?

Who really knows life?

God knows.

But we’re not God.

So live,

live with no expectations.
~written by my youngest daughter, Hannah :)

Grandma's Letter ( part 2)

The teachers handled all problems, if you got into trouble there was no Principal, just your teacher. They gave spankings then, HARD ones too. I saw them break more than one yard stick on a kid. Some had belts, some had wooden paddles they used, some used their open hand I don't ever remember a kid getting kicked out of school, but the worse thing a kid did was into a fist fight with another student. Kids got in trouble for things like; chewing gum, talking, copying from someone else, being too restless and not sitting still, not having work done, very few kids talked back to teachers then, giggling, daydreaming and staring out of the window ( my biggest problem). No one worried about weapons then, kids could bring their 22 rifles or pellet guns to school (nobody bothered things then) or gave them to the teacher to hold til the end of the day. Most of the boys carried picket knives, no one cared because no one even dreamed of using them as weapons to hurt anyone. There weren't many fights, if there was the teacher took the kid home and talked with the parent after school. So if someone wanted to fight they did it out of sight of the school on their way home, then usually they would be waiting for them with a belt when they got home.

Well, I think that just about covers it all without going into specific stories. I hope this will help you and not be so late thatit is no help at all.

Love,
Grandma

My daughter, Tamra wrote her a letter and asked her what her school was like.

Grandma's Letter

Look what I found from a box I sorted out. Grandma's letter. She wrote to my daughter, Tamra.

Dear Tammy,

I'm sorry that I haven't written to you about when I went to school. I'm not very good at getting letters written.

The grade (elementary) school I went to was different than what most elementary schools were then. Mine was a small country school, but it was bigger than other country schools in the same county. It was called the Clinton School. We had grades K-8th in our school.

There were two rooms, one was for K-4th grades, and one was for 5th-8th grades. We had one teacher for each room. That teacher taught everything; math, Lanugage, History, Reading, and Art. We did not have any Music or PE classes.

Sometimes there would be only one student in a grade level or there may have been as many as 8 students in a grade. Mine had Janet Shuster, Carol Jensen, Marcene SunBear, Ron Tauson, and me. Some years there may have been another kid for part of the school year, these were the ones I went to school with from Kindergarten through 8th grade.

We had one recess in the morning, lunch recess, and one afternoon recess. We did things like playing on the swings, slide, merry-go-round, or games ( soft ball, tag, running contests, etc) or jumped rope, hop scotch. The teachers wouldn't let us just sit and talk during recess.

Most of the years we had to take our lunches with us but the last few years we had a hot lunch program. We had really good lunches, my neighbor lady was the cook and she was realy good. She made things like fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on a cob or some other vegetable and we always had cookies, pie, or cake for desert. We had fresh mik every day, too.

Almost everyone walked to school or biked, a few kids who lived on farms over a mile away were driven by their parents. I don't remember having any snow days, because our teachers would stay at the school during the bad weather days. There was a little apartment in the basement for the teachers to stay, if they wanted to.

We had a janitor, his name was Fred Fankhouser, he was such a nice man. He could fix anything. Kids would bring all kinds of toys and different things to him that needed fixed.
He was great about listening to problems too I think he helped a lot of kids by just listening to them.

The teachers were very strict You had to have your homework ready to turn in every day or you got an F for that day in that subject. There were no second chances to make up any bad grades on daily work or tests They would really let you know they were unhappy if you didn't get your work done. If you didn't understand something most of them were great about helping you, once in a while we would have a crabby teacher who would be kind of mean and make you feel like a dummy.

Continued......

My Daughter's Poem

My daughter, Tami wrote it when she was in high school. I found it as I cleaned up in the basment. It brought me a big smile!

Call It Writing
by Tamra Armstrong

Call it writing if you wish,
I like to think of it as a kiss.
Something so gentle and sweet,
Just like a person you'd like to meet.
You call it writing and I call it joy,
The kind you experience getting a new toy.
Or argument's sake, I'll call it pain,
The kind you feel when there's nothing to gain.
An outlet or a shelter
It just makes a person feel better.
So you can call it writing if you please,
I'll call it whatever suits me.

Mountains in Colorado~

this photo is taken by my friend, Trish~

Nice Poem by Author Unknown

A new year is beginning to peak through
softly beautiful and different like new falling snow,
each day unique and shaped just for you.
Your life adding something as each day does grow.
My wish for your new year is beauty
and softness with surprises thrown in for delight.
Love for each day bringing happiness to you,
making your life a scene of sparkle and shining sunlight.
-- Author Unknown

Happy New Year~

Happy New Year and Best wishes to all!