I had this strange sense that I would never have fun again. Since I couldn't hear well in noisy environments, or see well enough to dance, I became a beer pong champion.The tables were always fairly well-lit and conversations weren't a must.He helped to make my college years what I wanted them to be. Cornell has beautiful Gothic buildings and tons of steps without railings.I was going there for the first time at night and I didn't see some curved steps. Luckily, nobody saw, and I didn't break anything, but it was a close call. Sometimes I think the reason I stopped interacting as much with Deaf people and threw myself into the hearing world was because you can't hide Usher's from Deaf people.My mom begged me not to, but I fought long and hard to get my learner's permit.I told myself that I still had enough vision to be just fine.I compensated by constantly scanning around me, checking my blind spots, and following people instead of walking side by side with them.
I figured that if he couldn't handle the news, I should walk away. He'd walk me if I went anywhere unfamiliar at night, which was often in a big sprawling college in rural New York.
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We serve children and young adults age birth through twenty-one who are suspected of having both a hearing AND a vision loss or difficulty in processing auditory and visual information.
Hearing people were always so much more gullible, sometimes attributing my clumsiness to my deafness.
Up until a year and half ago, I proceeded as before: being careful at night, taking public transit, only telling my closest friends about it.