Personal Narrative: My Deaf Experience

I went to the ice cream social and invited my cousin who's deaf, she lives in Turlock and her name is Nery. Her boyfriend, Robby, wanted to come along but he got busy cutting hair, he's a barber. I mention him because he is also deaf. He's been using a hearing aid since he was small and took therapy sessions as well which makes it seem like he's hearing. He does say his words a bit cut off but we still are able to understand him. He's always laughing and being very sarcastic. My cousin Mary on the other hand is not able to speak. A little background about her: she was born in Mexico and when they moved to California that's when my aunt, Amalia, and uncle, Jose, put her in a school for deaf people. She was later transferred to high school where she

Nery was able to join me to the ice cream social and when we got there the vibe was very nice. She immediately introduce herself and I followed. She signed slow so I could understand. I signed about me and we had a conversation. Nery had to leave early because the following day she had class in the morning. She was only able to stay there for about 30 minutes. I was thankful she had gone because she helped me to not be shy, to open up, and to start a conversation. Going to the socially reminded me of how the social is no different than hanging out around people of other cultures. For example if a group of Latinos were socializing and an African American person goes in the social group he might get eyed different but as soon as he joins and starts speaking Spanish with the Latinos they open up as well. These are all language barriers we break. Personally, communicating in sign language is very difficult but I do explain that I'm currently taking my first course. I sign slow and use a lot of classifiers because they tend to be smoother for me. I enjoyed my mint chocolate with coconut shavings at this deaf