March 2, 2013

From the Past: Me as a Hard of Hearing Kid

I was going through some old papers and stories I wrote in high school. I came across something I wrote that I think is a good description of what it was often like for me as a hard of hearing kid:

Most of the time she would go on and on about her latest boyfriend. I was fascinated by how fast her lips could move. Watching them move so rapidly sometimes exhausted me. I would tune out and watch the shadows dance on the wooden floor.

Interesting. I do not remember giving it much thought back then about why I would get so tired trying to listen to certain people who talk fast and a lot.



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