The interpreter disappeared.
He was there when she was in Hebrew class, but was missing by the time she arrived at the Library.
Sarah only realized it when she gave the Librarian her pass and the librarian spoke to her and he wasn’t there to interpret.
Sarah put her finger near her ear and shook her head and mimicked writing on a notepad.
And the Librarian talked to her some more.
Again, Sarah pointed to her ear and shook her head no and mimicked writing on a pad.
And, again, the Librarian spoke to her.
And again, Sarah pointed to her ear, and shook her head and gave a look of “I don’t understand you” and gestured about writing to the woman, but the Librarian kept on talking.
Fortunately, there was a name brand student in the Library.
He is name brand because he has some kind of fancy, colorful, expensive, special ed label like “intellectually challenged” or something, but, in fact, he was truly much more intelligent than the Librarian, because he came over to Sarah and signed “How are you?”. And Sarah gave him a big thumbs up and a smile and asked him how he was. Which he responded to by signing “Good.”
And, fortunately the Librarian was finally able to figure out, with the help of this other student, That Sarah was deaf.
Oh, sorry, that isn’t true.
The Librarian was still unable to figure it out.
So Sarah opened up her backpack and wrote the standard, “I am deaf. I can’t hear anything you said. So can you please write down what you want to tell me?” To which the Librarian wrote, “Do you want to use the computer?”
Which Sarah didn’t.
And about 5 minutes later the interpreter showed up, but too late to help the incredibly dense Librarian.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
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Isn't it amazing how many people there are in this world that presumably have a "higher education", yet must still run the maze more than a few times just to find the cheese?? Thanks for sharing this story. I enjoy your blog :-)
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