Saturday, December 31, 2011

From the air

This post was originally written during last night's adventures. This morning, as it is 11am in Delhi, India, I finally got my wifi connected. So I will be posting more tonight........ On international flights, things are different. I'm used to flying on JetBlue, Southwest, or United Airlines. These planes are tadpoles in comparison to the behemoth toad that is his double decker, tripper rowed, free meals and drinks provided Boeing boat of a plane. Also, the environment is different. Of course while flying a German airline, it would only make sense for signs, announcements, and the staff to all be in, you guessed it, German. For the first time, I feel like the different one. Well maybe the second time. My first few weeks at Gallaudet sure evoked feelings of being an outsider. Anywho, I have to remind myself how much emphasis Americans have about 'personal space.' that doesn't really exist on an international flight. Suck it up and go with the flow. A little arm brush never hurt anyone. The babies are awful. If you have seen any of my recent tweets, I'm sure you know I'm not particularity fond of children in airports. There are three in my row. One could not stop wailing/screaming for about half and hour after take off. Thankfully, that stopped. I was offered a window seat at check in, but it's far away from the group. Looking back at them, I noticed all the deaf folks standing up in the back chatting. I finished my free German beer, which tasted like buttery amazingness by the way, and joined all the cool kids in the back. I'm so glad I did. When I came to return to my cornered window seat, the other two people in my row had their feet on the wall sleeping. So I decided to go back to the Deaf Area and have a seat. Luckily there was a spare. Looking out the window, the lights are beautiful. I think we're in Europe, maybe England and France?? They look just like Lancaster and Southern California except a bit more geometric and village oriented (also see: not spread out). I'm running on basically no sleep and still so happy. I gonna crash at the airport in Germany, and then I can sleep on the flight to India. We arrive in the morning so that means I won't have time to really sleep for another day. Good grief. Again, I'm meeting more amazing people because of Gallaudet. More on that later. There are Deaf Ambassadors from Mali, Jamaica, Nepal, Kenya, and India. I feel so humbled and blessed to share this experience with such influential people. Now time for breakfast on the plane. - 📳Posted using 📝BlogPress from my iPad📲.

Location:Hans Raj Gupta Marg,New Delhi,India

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Snakes on a, er... I mean: Kids on a plane to Germany

This is my fifth plane in 14 days. I'm starting to get the hang of it. Traveling lightly is definitely important, but also difficult during the holidays. I'm sitting in a window seat, the friendly German flight attendant hooked me up. The only downside is that I'm separated from the rest of the group. I hate feeling like an outsider. But maybe this will help me sleep. I know if I was sitting with Gally folks I would be much more likely to chat and stay up. But I can do that in Frankfurt, too. It was so nice to bump into friends after the break. I forgot how much I love being here. I wish everywhere was like Gallaudet, sign language everywhere!!
I'm not sure it's really hit me yet. Maybe it won't until I arrive in Germany. Right now my brain is just processing this as another flight to CA or some other American place. But my brain sure has a surprise in I store when we hang out in Frankfurt for five hours. I'm sooo looking forward to this adventure. But I'm not looking forward to the babies on the plane. In case you are unaware, I hate traveling with kids. They get their own coloring mats at restaurants; they deserve their own airline.


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Location:43A

Pre-Boarding.

We are the first folks here. I'm getting so excited. I'm back signing again with all my Gally friends. So many folks here have travelled internationally before, or ARE international themselves. This trip will be so much fun! I feel like its just the beginning of my international journeys in Deaf Education. Cheers to the first flight! I'll update you in Frankfurt, Germany.


Here's some Indian Sign Language Alphabet for practice:



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Location:Dulles International Airport (IAD)

Morning of India

So after a fun night of wine, cheesecake, Bravo, and the Internet... I couldn't sleep until 5 am. Horrible timing the night before my big trip. After this free breakfast provided by the hotel, filled with crying and coughing babies everywhere, I'm going to try and nap. Oh, and I have to finish reading that book, clean up, shower, pack and be all checked out by 1pm. Good grief. - 📳Posted using 📝BlogPress from my iPad📲.

Location:Still at the hotel: Sterling Rd,Dulles,United States

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

'Tis the season

A Self Portrait.


Wow, I haven't updated since September. If its any solace, I got all A's and a B+ and worked 20 hours a week. And got sick twice. And my dad was in and out of a nursing home and hospital. But now, I have time and even MORE reason to blog. I'm going to India. Remember during orientation week when I was a hot mess? I didn't know what I was doing and was interested in international deaf education? Well, Gallaudet is hosting a study abroad program in India and I'm going!!!!!! First time out of the states. Don't tell anyone. It's a little embarrassing. Especially since I'm from California. You'd think I would have at least been to Tijuana. Anyway, I'll be updating here, at ASLshauna.blogspot.com, at least daily with pictures and anecdotes. I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait! I other news my Dad is doing better, but as of tonight, back in the hospital. I'm just hoping for the best. Also as of tonight, Chelsea Lately is hilarious. I digress... So school is awesome. I'm so glad I put on my big girl pants and dealt with it all. I almost feel like a grown up. Spring 2012 semester has a big surprise I store, stay tuned... I (finally) got to spend the holidays with my parents this year. Just in time for my mother's 70th Birthday!!!!! Wow. 70. That's a big deal. I'm so happy for her and so proud of her for being a strong woman. Happy Birthday, Mom! This past year has been intense: Promoted. More ASL classes. Rocky relationships. Self confidence. Dad's stroke. Seeing my long lost brother and sister. Choosing and going to a grad school. Moving. Accepting newness. Transferring jobs. Dealing with the reality that is the horribleness of the DC metro. Finding my strength. Letting go and moving on. If I keep this up, I just might post my New Year's Resolutions. Happy Holidays.





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Location:A Hotel: Sterling Rd,Dulles,United States

Monday, September 19, 2011

Time to read, time to learn, time to play.

Hi guys,

I know it's been a long time, trust me I did not forget about my avid readers!!! Grad School should have a disclaimer:

     "You will not have enough time to read. You will not have enough time to sleep. You will not have enough time to read and sleep. You will not have enough time to read and sleep and make friends and eat and do your homework assignments and have a job. You will not have enough time." 


For reals.
We last left off at my height of my I-think-I-can success; and I'm still here! Classes are going great, I'm making friends left and right, and I can understand more people more frequently every day. I know I made the right choice in coming here.

     Learning how to be an effective teacher at Gallaudet University includes learning about how much the education community is changing in order to accommodate failing students, a failing academic system, the ever broadening diversity of America's students, and how to teach Deaf, hard-of-hearing, and hearing children in a bilingual setting. At first it is overwhelming to think about all of these things at once. But after you deconstruct and focus down on each theory and questions one by one, it is actually very inspiring to know that I, Shauna Segler, am a part of this great movement of education reform, teacher training, and classroom management.

    This past weekend was so stressful, I had to call out of work just to keep up with my homework. Don't tell anyone. That tells me it is definitely time to look at employment opportunities on campus. Currently, I work retail off campus via a metro route that takes me anywhere from 30 minutes to and hour and a half depending upon the ridiculousness... er, functionality of the DC Metro. The weekends here underground are a hot mess. My department coordinator has been email blasting us with information about tutoring jobs on campus, that sounds like fun! Great experience to help me become a teacher and the best part is I won't have to use the metro and I'll get to use ASL.

     Soooooooo...... you may have noticed my ad, yes the bright yellow box with my cheesy smile... you will see a humble request for financial assistance. Lemme break it down:

Remember in the first week when I discovered "International Development" and sparked an interest in Deaf Education across the globe? Well I found my first opportunity to experience, train, learn, and meet Deaf students, business owners, agrarian folks, etc. in India!!! I am so excited about this I can barely stay seated in my chair while I type this. The trip is two weeks, long enough to gain some exposure but not long enough to be concerned about missing anything from the states. December 29-Jan 13 I will be in India traveling through seven different cities. The cost is reasonable, $3,000 covers the roundtrip flights, ground transportation, daily morning meals, domestic flights, and lodging. Please help support my trip if you can, every dollar counts. You can go to www.gofundme.com/ASLshauna to submit your donation. Or see their facebook page here.


    In between books on Saturday night, friends arranged a sushi dinner off campus. At first I didn't want to go because I had so much to do! But I am glad I went because it gave me a chance to get off campus, breathe, chat with friends, and refresh myself to nosedive right back into my books the next day. We had so much fun with sushi, tater tots, spicy sauce, tempura rolls... I ordered a roll called 3,000 Leagues with tempura octopus and cucumber. It was distgusting. But at least I tried it!

Well off to the books I go. Time to read and finish my assignment before my afternoon classes. I am so grateful for this blog. You are the canvas of my mind and my readers are the fuel to my flame. Thanks for keeping me going. 

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

No More Tears

View of Manhattan from Brooklyn Promenade
I hope you have your reading glasses on and are sitting in your comfy chair, cause I got a LOT to share with you today!

First of all, Hello! I hope your Labor Day weekend was fun and relaxing, mine sure was. Don't tell anyone, but I took a quick getaway trip to NYC. For my New York friends, please don't take it personal that I didn't contact you. I spent time with my sweetiepie and the BFF, the rest of my time?... READING!!! Grad school is all about reading and discussion. At first I was hesitant about going.

Does this mean that I'm scared? 
    Am I escaping responsibility?

       Am I running away?


After debating these thoughts with my roommates the consensus was a simple, "No. Go take advantage of your 6 day weekend!" (My classes were all Mon & Tues last week!) And I am so glad that I went. It gave me a chance to see that NYC isn't going anywhere, it's still there. It will always be there. My friends and support system are still there and are just a text, phone call, email, facetime, or even four hour bus ride away. Going to New York and returning back to DC give me my confidence back. I was able to realize,

"Hey, I'm okay! I'm doing fine. After a little adjustment, I will succeed!" I feel more comfortable in class and with participating & offering my opinions in ASL. Luckily, two-weeks later my reception is a little more comfortable. I've noticed I have a little more difficulty understanding Lefty signers. No offense, lefties!! It's just visually different, obviously, and takes a little getting used to. I digress... All in all I am happy to be here and am now comfortable and confident; no more tears. Like Johnson & Johnson Baby Shampoo.

So. Cool stuff that happened today:

I had breakfast with a woman I had met last night in the dining plaza. She is an undergraduate student, as are most of the people I meet in the dining plaza, and wants to become a history teacher. She's from Georgia and is African-American, self described. We discussed how children are not taught the whole history of America, but a biased one. We talked about the black experience and the white experience growing up in America. We shared our experiences in public school and when we started to realize that maybe we weren't learning the whole truth nothing but the truth and real truths. I recommended a book entitled Black Like Me (I also recommend it to you). She spoke about how she grew up in Atlanta and the only white people she saw in her grandparents' house was the mailman or the electrician. I shared about my experiences studying Afro-Caribbean dance, which includes the languages, food, cultures, clothes, etc. of the people. What an interesting conversation to have during breakfast!

Thereafter, I began my pre-class to do list, which was entirely accomplished! What a great feeling. Scholarship paperwork, submitted. Orange dorm ID sticker, got it. Mail, picked up. Umbrella, purchased. (Damn you rain!) Visual Gesture & Movement class, registered. Done.

My two classes for the day were Reading/Writing for K-12 Teachers and Curriculum Planning/Technologies. I had to present a project in ASL for the first class. Of course I hadn't rehearsed at home, but I reviewed the material in my head. Well, seemed okay! Three students shared that they found it interesting and enjoyed my story about my Pathway to Literacy. That was a nice little esteem booster. It also let me know that I was clear in communication. Something I'm always worried about... in both languages. Then in the Curriculum class, I participated a lot! Probably too much. Sometimes I just can't stop sharing. I'm glad that today, I could understand most of what folks were saying. The few times I didn't, I had enough comfort to ask people to clarify. And that was okay. Just like when people ask me to clarify a classifier, it's okay.

One concept I have been steadily familiar with and am just now strongly experiencing, is that the Deaf community is so familiar, comfortable, and knowledgeable with technology. If you think about it, it makes sense. So much of communication is involved with technology. Your cellphone, iPad, wireless keyboard, Microsoft PowerPoint, email, texting, video chat, alarm system, etc. are all ways in which we communicate ideas, needs, thoughts, desires, expressions, disappointments and joys. Deaf people value equal access to information. Hearing people assume if you can't keep up with what's being given, you must be lacking in intellect. Typical hearing folks, judging people by the quality of their auditory reception skills. Accommodation doesn't equal disabled. Different comprehension technique doesn't mean less qualified. Different just means different.

This leads me to another concept within Deaf culture. The Deaf community firmly believes in the values of sending d/Deaf children to Deaf schools. Deaf schools are a place where the language is the same and supported, information is administered in the child's natural language, it is a central pillar to the Deaf community and culture. It is a place where Deaf people meet and exchange ideas with other Deaf people. It is not a place of judgment or misinformation; which is how many Deaf folks view mainstreaming.

Brown vs. Board of Education
Now Closed Mental Institution
Now comparatively, hearing people view Deaf Institutes as a bad idea. Why? The term institute reminds many of mental institutions and how unproductive and abusive those centers were/are/can be. Another negative relationship mainstream America has with "different" schools is the Seperate But Equal philosophy ever so prevalent in the early 1900's South. Hearing folks think that by mainstreaming Deaf children with interpreters they will benefit more by being considered more equal, more similar, more socialized with hearing children. But education with interpretation invites such a margin of error and misinformation. During my brief time of studying to become an interpreter, one of the several ethics topics we discussed was the instance of interpreting for a Deaf high school student who asks us to help him with homework or wants to discuss his family life to vent. What about the dating life of Deaf mainstreamed students? I doubt any 16-year-old wants a third wheel coming along to interpret during dinner, a movie, and an already awkward goodbye.

The point I'm trying to drive home, is that segregated schools are immoral and discredit an entire community. However, different schools just mean a different language. Deaf education does not mean separate/unequal/disabled education. It is simply education in a different language. Did you know that it is somewhat popular for Americans of French descent to send their children to private schools which only speak and teach in French here, in the states. What's so different about those schools and Deaf schools? 


Elementary School for Deaf Children in Utah
High School for French Speakers in NY








Friday, September 2, 2011

Top Five Cool Things of the Week

There are a couple cool things that happened this past week, that I forgot to mention.


1. I had lunch with Miss Deaf Black America, she's from Atlanta.
2. I met some older grad students who were on campus as undergraduate students during the 1987 Deaf President Now protest.



3. I met some folks on the swim team.


4. A lot of folks are from Canada. I think someone told me Canada doesn't have any universities for the Deaf. Aside from Gallaudet University (a liberal arts school), the US has RIT: Rochester Institute for the Deaf (a technology school).
5. I spent an entire dinner conversation talking about the Deaf gay man's experience in DC... well learning about it, anyway.


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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Long Labor Day Weekend

No classes until Tues. Means I will have my nose in the books and out having fun!

Will return with a new post on Tuesday.


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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Second Day of Grad School.

Today is Tuesday. That means the day after yesterday. So after my second round of reception, comprehension, discussion, learning, experiencing, eating, walking, and story telling in ASL; I'm feeling more comfortable with myself and with the school, and more confident in my class participation. 

No tears today. 

Nearly all my classes are Monday and Tuesday, with the exception of a 2.5 hours seminar every Friday morning. Not bad, right? Except for the fact that my meal breaks are few and short. Now I understand why grad students always carry food with them wherever they go. You never know if you have to work/learn through lunch, and dinner, and into the night, and onward through breakfast. 

For several of my classes we have to pick a topic, subject matter, or idea in connection with a presentation, project, or paper. So far, I've been able to find relating ideas about multi-cultural, race & ethnicity, and literacy. Those topics are so interesting to me. I have no idea what I'm doing, but so far I'm having fun and have found some inspiration. 

Thanks to Labor Day, I don't have class until Tuesday... that's 6 days off! Don't worry, I'm burying my nose in my books. 

After next week, it will be in depth learning, involvement, immersion, and dedication. I have to retain a 3.0 GPA to graduate and a 3.5 GPA to keep my scholarship. 

Happy Labor Day!!


Monday, August 29, 2011

First Impact

I have no words. 
no signs.
no ways to communicate what I'm feeling. 

But let me try... I am overwhelmed with the work required, the level of which my ASL reception needs to be, the level of which my ASL execution needs to be, the amount of experience my peers have, the lack of experience I have, and finally; how I will establish a plan for me to accomplish not only my assignments, but also develop through and forward with each of the aforementioned concerns. 

In my last class, Structures and Application of ASL/English in the Classroom, there are 10 students, 1 TA, and 1 professor (obviously). Of those 10 students, I am one of the two hearing students. The other girl, she got her BA in Deaf Education. All the Deaf/HoH students? They have BA degrees in education and/or Deaf education. So I'm the only student without prior experience in and educational setting for the Deaf. 

I feel so behind. 

My hearing professor has a PhD in Deaf Education and teaching Linguistics. ASL is her third language, English her third, and Spanish her first. She's quite impressive. Her ASL skills are top notch. It is very inspiring to be around her, she has a certain vitality and passion around her like the dust cloud of that dirty kid from the Charlie Brown comics. Except not dirt, but energy. That being said, being around such inspirational and experienced people is motivating, and yet intimidating at the same time. 

I feel so intimidated. 

If I look back and try to remember other times I felt intimidated I can think of...
1) Auditions to get into Cal State University Long Beach with a bunch of bunheads. Denied. 
2) Ailey auditions with a bunch of technically advanced bunheads. Denied. 
3) First week of training at Apple in NYC, when I had never touched a Mac in my life. Success. 
4) Pursuing a career in modern dance in NYC, Failed. 

Denied because I gave my very best and didn't make the cut. 
Success because I applied myself, played by the rules, and was determined to make the most out of what I was working with. 
Failed because I did not apply myself seriously, I was not determined to find success; rather, I waited for it to come to me. I found roadblocks and sat in front of them or took another road, instead of seizing and conquering each one. 

After reviewing these few anecdotes of attempted achievement in my life, I think it's a little more clear as to what I need to do now. I am fully capable. I just can't crawl into a ball of fear and defense. Failure is so scary to me, especially after experiencing such a heavy dose of it as a dancer. It is scary to try again. But without trial, there is no failure OR achievement. Right? Right. 

So onward ever onward. 
This is what I signed up for. I knew I had little to no experience in this field and that I had a long row to plough. I will finally succeed in a life-path choice. Perhaps I need to remind myself that it is okay to ask for help and utilize the resources I have in order to find the appropriate path of success for me. The key to asking for help, though, is knowing/being aware of what you need help with. That's the critical step. 

I feel better. 
"Dad/Father"

Growing up near a military base with a father who worked in aerospace I was constantly sermoned in how to live the right way. Many times, especially as a tween, things my father said went in one ear and out the other. But one word of advice he has continued to give me through high school, undergrad, professional life, and now in grad school: "Keep a journal, Shauna. Write down things you experience and your thoughts about it. Later, you will learn from your experiences and perceptions. It will help you grow as a person and help you recognize your growth." 

Whaddya know? Dad was right. 


So let's see what the rest of the first week of graduate school has in store!

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Hurricane Irene is stirring up some change.

     I've calmed down a lot since the last post, partially due to the fact that I finished unpacking and moving in. There truly is something that affects the brain regarding the feeling of "home." My mirrors are up, plants are out, baskets and trinkets in their places, pillows plushed and coffee paraphernalia equipped. Last night I finally got some real sleep. PTL! (praise the lord, yes I made that up...)

     Yesterday was take-care-of-business-day. I applied for a Graduate Student Assistant job. Squared away financial aid/scholarship shenanigans. Bought less than half my books at $356...yikes! Thank you, Student Federal Loans:-) Went grocery shopping for snacks and food to hold me over during this lovely tropical storm, thanks for Hurricane Irene. Inconsiderate heifer. (Yes, hurricane @Irene is passing through town today). Did the final unpacking, information internetting, late night chats with the boyfriend, sister, and mother. And am now basking in the fluorescent lighting in my dorm room watching the rain cascade onto the soccer field and sipping on Irish cream coffee. *exhale* I think I'm ready for school to start.

     Thursday night was Happy Hour sponsored by the Graduate Student Association (GSA). That was a great experience! I wish I hadn't been so tired from running around (the roommates and I traveled to Pentagon City to check out my transfer to a store in Virginia). Anyway, I met several folks from different programs, saw a few familiar faces, reacquainted with many Deaf Ed. students. Funny, I told some of the girls that I guess teachers like to drink, because at least a third of the attendees were Education students. She replied, "Well, we just know how to have fun!" That's for sure:-)

     During the Happy Hour I found myself in a sticky situation. And like the blonde that I am, I didn't realize it until the moment was over. A sweet Speech Therapy student, whose ASL skills were basic and seemed slightly clueless about Deaf Culture, began asking why some hearing parents send their children to Oral/Aural schools vs. schools for the Deaf or mainstreaming. Being the eager and gregarious person that I am, immediately I piped up my opinions and shared the store of the three deaf children from my hometown, their experiences with cochlear implants and the pros and cons of the situation. I assumed she had more knowledge than she evidently shared about the topic. Once we finished the discussion I thought to myself, "Man, that's a heavy topic for a Happy Hour." Once the speech therapist and her Deaf roommate went on to mingle elsewhere, my hearing IETP (interpreter educating training program) hearing roommate slying signed to me, "That's a sticky subject. A few people were watching. That's why I stayed out of it."

Instantaneously I felt so.... uncomfortable. I'm not even sure of the appropriate word: embarrassed, awkward, ashamed, guilty, ignorant.... like a social ignoramus who should have known better. Along with this incident I am finding so many people with interpreting and education backgrounds who seem to know so much more than I do about so much. I'm not used to that. I'm used to being extremely prepared and aware. Aware of what to expect, what hurdles I need to jump over, what I need to work on, what I am successful at. However, here at grad school at Gallaudet University, studying a new field (Deaf/Elementary Edu.) in a foreign language (ASL) in a new city (Washington, DC) with no friends or family around.... I am utterly humbled.

     A day or two later, I have decided that I am not embarrassed in my conversation. Perhaps in the future I will handle something like with a little more insight. Regardless, I am who I am and I am here to meet people, share ideas, experience the language and the culture of Deaf communities and learn along the way. Learning can not take place without mistakes... that's what we learn from, right?

It feels passe to say,
"There is always more to learn."
"There will always be someone who knows more and is better than you."
"You will always face challenges."
"Pick yourself up and start all over again."
...but these expressions are applicable to what I am experiencing and feeling right now, right here. For the first time in my life I feel like I am pushing myself to the limit. It feels scary, but I am excited to see how I do and where I go from here. It is time to push back those curtains of emotion and really apply and commit myself to this journey.

So let's open the door and get to steppin!
Perseverance


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Jitters

Yesterday, the lovely roommate drove us to a nearby CVS pharmacy for a goodie-run. I snatched up some Claritin-D faster than you would believe, well... as fast as I could with some crazy old man who kept trying to refill a prescription too soon. There are a lot of old folks out there who just don't realize you can't get drugs whenever you want them. Anyway, I digress. Today, I can breathe! No pressure, no sore throat. So happy. 

Department of Education
The first day of school jitters caught me last night. After dinner I came home and stayed on this computer for about four hours. Four hours! The day's discussion of finances, health services, transporation, etc. reminded me that I didn't know any information about any of those things. So I got my research on and am now more settled. I ended up in bed just after midnight. THEN, I woke up in the middle of the night coughing and hacking. This was a good sign, the Claritin kicked in and I felt better right away. Then I started getting excited about feeling better, excited about today's orientation (which is just for my department; I'll be meeting all the faculty and my mentor!), and couldn't sleep. I think all together I got roughly 4 hours of sleep. But I'm still in a great mood and feeling good. Partially due to the fact that I was FIRST in the shower this morning. Man... four women sharing a single shower?? I've never had to live through such a thing. 

Cheers to another successful day on campus, and let's hope this Claritin keeps working!


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Gallaudet Graduate Student Orientation Week

Wow. So I'm at Gallaudet. First week of new graduate student orientation. After arriving three days ago, Saturday, I have processed so many emotions; nervous, worry, concern, excitement, anticipation, fear, resignation, enjoyment, surprise, loneliness, appreciation, and pride.

I had to let go of so much in NYC, at least that's what it felt like at the time. And a little, still. My friends, my job, my kitchen, my dishes, my dream princess bed, my apartment with the beautiful view, my dream location of New York City with all that culture. But you know what? NYC isn't going anywhere. There is lots of culture and art and museums and knowledge and more here in Washington, DC. I have made friends with my roommates, after being so nervous we wouldn't get along. Just my paranoia... as usual. Turns out one of the girls and I have a lot in common. Both our Dad's are from Texas and work for the government and in technology. Our mothers are/were school secretaries. We were both raised conservatively and don't align with that lifestyle now. Small world. I've met a few other women from California, one from Sacramento who knew all my professors!! It is so inspiring to see and meet so many signers who have these great big goals and dreams for their professional careers involving ASL and the DEAFWORLD. I must admit, I might be second guessing my program of Elementary/Deaf Education. All these international studies, social work, linguistics, and Deaf studies folks make their programs so attractive. We'll see. If I change my mind, I'm in the right place to do so. Until then, I'm going to strive to become the best school teacher for the Deaf, ever. Ever.

Today we had an earthquake. I know, in DC?! 5.8 magnitude. All of the CA students looked around like it was no biggie. So the floor shook, big deal. I kid, I kid... everyone was fine and only a few buildings were damaged. But it sure did make the world seem that much smaller. Everyone was texting, tweeting, emailing and facebooking friends and family around the world talking about the earthquake, campus, and that they are all right. In a hearing campus, we would hear announcements from a megaphone, or word of mouth running amuck. Not at Gally. A main speaker stood in the middle of the stadiums, several interpreters stood to the left and the right of him spreading the news. Information was so accessible so immediately. I felt more aware here than I would on a hearing campus. Needless to say, the rest of the day's schedule was cancelled and my two roommates and I escaped to search for a coffee shop.

Indeed we found Sova, a very college-coffe-shop feeling place (appropriate soundtrack and all), and grabbed some drinks and waited out the quake safety (no buildings were open for entry and it was hot as hell today). Two iPhones, one LG phone, and one iPad later...we all were up to date with information about the quake, campus, and when we could return to eat at the cafeteria. Technology really does keep the world spinning, more than we know. Well, more than hearing people are conscious of.

I am so glad that I chose to come to Gallaudet. Letting go of comfortable crutches and everyday expectations pushes us to strive for more and assess our own strengths, values, and development. I am looking forward to the two year journey here and anticipate many stories and discoveries to share with you along the way.

Wish me luck!!



Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Second Presentation

Last night was my second PowerPoint presentation in my ASL class w/ Carole. This presentation was much more comfortable and surprisingly last minute. The feedback Carole gave me was very positive. The major thing I need to work on is my vocabulary. :-/ means more practice!!!



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Pondering Hands

I'm not sure what I'm thinking. But I need to get it out. Out of my head and onto this screen. Funny how maybe a few years ago I would have said paper instead of screen.

I don't know what I want to do with ASL. It feels like I have more options than I thought, but limited choices. Oxymoronic, but true. And I don't know what the best path is to get me to any of them. I've heard so many different opinions about all the schools, all the programs, all the perspectives... and they're all different. It's hard to make an educated guess or even informed decision based upon such contradictory statements. Argh.

I kinda want to just pack everything up and go to DC. But all my networks and everything is here. What about funding? What about job placement? How do I know what I want to do? Interpreter, teacher, specialist............ ....

I need a guidance counselor.


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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Wow....school update!!

Well now. It has been a long time. So I 'll start from the beginning.

1. I GOT INTO COLUMBIA!!!!!!! Yep, I had a phone interview and she said they looked for students with high GPAs like mine because the program is so intense. They heart me. No scholarships, though. But a bunch of loans. Great. Just what I was looking for.
2. I still have to screen for the interpreter program in Queens. I really hope I get in.

Advanced ASL II ended, I miss that class. I miss the students and how helpful my instructor was. I need more deaf events in my life... stay tuned for more of those.

In my ASL 4 class, we are reviewing things I have already learned. Things like time, money, location, etc. So although the vocabulary is redundant, I am taking advantage of the reception and socializing skills practice. Practicing TOSV is hard and important for me. I don't think I learned any of that in Sacramento. Another benefit from the class is that because of all the PowerPoint assignments, my knowledge in Keynote & Powerpoint is building quite rapidly.

Two nights ago, my dear friend Jeremy hosted the ASL Slam at the Bowery Poetry Club in the LES. He was great! He and another man shared stories, then Jeremy conducted a few ASL games using body language, gesture, and facial expressions. It was fun! The place was PACKED!!! I was so happy for the producers; we were lined up all the way to the door. A lot more young adults were in attendance, and a few folks from my ASL 4 class. It feels nice to be a part of a community. I met some new friends and chatted with some old ones. And of course... got home waaaaaaaaaaay too late. Next month I should set an alarm to remind me when I should go.

Now for Gallaudet, my applications and interviews are all complete. However, my Praxis exams are not. I completed the Praxis II on Wednesday. It wasn't that bad. I got a 183; equivalent to an 85%. Today I was scheduled to take the Praxis II, including Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic. I'm not sure if it is because Mercury is in retrograde, it's that time of the month, or the rain.... but the universe was against me this morning. Long story short: I got nauseated, the express train was a hot mess, the 34th Street stop was congested, an entrace was blocked off, and my feet got wet. I was too late to take the exam. I'll have to reschedule on Monday. I just pray that the rescheduling fee will not be ridiculous. BTW: the phone receptionist was was the rudest, least helpful I have ever encountered. Even worse than Logitech.

And that's about it!! I've been really torn about which school I should enroll. But I will wait until all applications/interviews/exams are complete and all schools have given me an answer. Until then?
Just keep signing, just keep signing, just keep signing....

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

I passed the ASLPI!

I did, I did!!!!

with a 3....out of 5. Which is not very impressive.

*sad face*

BUT! I do know, after some self-analyzing, that while I discuss an unfamiliar topic during conversation my strong ASL skills slowly turn into signed english. And sometimes I just don't trust myself. And sometimes I second guess what I'm seeing.

WHICH all points to.... I just need more time socializing and beefing up my reception skills.

Prescription?
more Deaf events!!!



See you at the ASL Slam!
(every third Thursday at the Bowery Poetry Club)

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

WOW!

Grammar Rules started off the class with a nice refresher in proper rules of conversation in ASL. WE each took turns explaining & reviewing concepts, including superlatives, comparatives, proflexible, pronouns, etc. It is always nice to go back to the basics. Usually this sparks new questions of clarity.

Grammar FISH, or 'finished' for all my non-signing readers.
A big tall tv screen captured our attention with the VHS (yes, they still exist) of "Deaf Tend Your." Trust me, it makes more sense in ASL. What was this film about? All the non-manual parts of the language. Things like
Facial expressions
Eyebrows
Eye gaze & blinking
Cheeks
And moat importantly.... The MOUTH.

The presenter gave us about 25 morphemes to learn. But there are many many more. I finally learned what lexical means! I didn't understand that concept in the English language, but now I do in ASL.

Film FISH
We reviewed one more classmate's children's story in ASL. "Corduroy," one of my favorites. She is a very good signer. I can't remember her name. But her hand shapes are clear and she is good with establishing characters. More face, though!

Finally, my instructor stayed to give me much appreciated feedback on my signed application. Afterwards, I felt so confident and proud of my skill improvement. Support from teachers really does help!!

Once my final draft is complete, I will post here for your viewing pleasure.

Thanks for reading!


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Interview: Done!

Well, well, well....

It has been quite some time since a post. Tsk, tsk. I am still working on the application, ordering more transcripts, working on my skills for my signed application to be send on DVD, and have just today.... had my video chat interview with Gallaudet!

I was so nervous!
I took my nail polish off.
My rings off.
My hair back.
My shirt, dark.
The wall, blank and well lit.
Borrow internet and a machine.
Scheduled time off and left plenty of time in the window.

Alas, a mere 9 minutes later, we were done! At first I was so nervous, I couldn't understand what she was saying. Three time I asked her to repeat herself. ....jeez Shauna... But once I got going, I felt much more comfortable and remembered to be:
Clear.
Comfortable.
Honest.
Sincere.
Myself.

and to take my time. :-)

Onebigfatexhalelater... Now I have the confidence to finish my signed application, take the ASLPI on March 9, and sign up for the Praxis!

A big shout out to the folks who helped me arrange the interview and to all of those who have been supporting me! Thanks for the love, guys.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

I'm Deaf and It's Okay, A Book Review


I'm Deaf and It's Okay
Written by: Lorraine Aselitine, Evelyn Mueller, & Nancy Tait
Illustrated by Helen Cogancherry

Published in 1986 this children’s tale of a young deaf (or hard-of-hearing, it is hard to tell) boy exploring the world with and without his hearing aides, mentions social and cultural anecdotes which are now relatively taboo. It is most clearly illustrated on the pages discussing story time in the library. (I would cite page numbers except it hasn’t any.) The  very talented illustrator shows a smiling friendly teacher sitting on a chair in front of a handful of deaf/hoh children, most of which with that cringe-inducing vest of a hearing aide. She smiles big and signs ‘big’ while a picture of an elephant and the letters ‘B-I-G’ sit besides her. She, too, wears a device across her chest, except hers is a microphone. The little boy’s hearing aid fails and he is sent to the office to get a new cable. 
The author continues to tell the story from the young boy’s perspective, a perspective of isolation with the yearn to hear. The boy has hearing parents, a sister, and a grandmother who all sign. His school friends ‘know to look at him’ while they talk so he can read their lips. Waitresses over enunciate and yell while taking his order, which obviously aggravate and annoy him. He becomes frustrated with life and wishes he could hear. 
Immediately after he pushes his sister and throws his hearing aids on the the floor at school, a 17-year-old deaf man enters the scene, depicting how cool it is to be deaf. After exclaiming his college plans, he says, “Deaf people can do most things hearing people can do.” Smiling, the young boy soon realizes that it is okay to grow up and be a deaf man. Maybe some day he can help a little deaf boy, too.
Well.
First of all, I hate that he had to miss story time and go get a new cable. Why couldn’t he just stay and see the story in ASL? 
Second, they mentioned that Mom spoke while she signed and he placed his hand over her throat to feel the vibrations of her voice, which comforted him. How is that comforting him? 
Next, I agree it is important to have good deaf role models for young deaf children. I like that she incorporated a cool teenager who is college bound. But I dislike the fact that she chose the word most in the quote above. I thought Deaf people could do everything hearing people can except... hear. 
Finally, I am pleased the boy become happy with himself and looks forward to his future, embracing his culture. But this short story is clearly showcasing the norms of an outdated theory of how to raise deaf children.
Suppose this story was published today in 2011:
  1. No vest hearing aids. 
  2. Mom would not be speaking while she signed. In fact, the young boy might not even wear hearing aids. 
  3. Perhaps the deaf child would have a deaf neighbor or grandparent.
  4. The Story Time illustration would show a teacher expressively using ASL to explain and paint the picture of the big elephant, while deaf and hard-of-hearing children watch in anticipation. 
Would I share this story with deaf children now? 
Would I show the pictures as I tell/sign the story? 
My immediate response is: NO! There are too many labels, stereotypes, and signs of constraint in this short story. However, perhaps to older children who are more comfortable with themselves, have created their own self-identity and are now developing a cultural identity, whose minds are now developing thoughts about the world and how people interact within it; perhaps these children could look at this story and compare/contrast what the differences were of growing up deaf in 1986, than it was/is presently. (Just like how I was asked in school to think back to “pioneer days” and develop critical thinking skills by imagining how my experiences relates and differs from my ancestors’ experiences.)


Oh jeez...

Wow.

Have I been busy, lost, confused, tardy, and tired. Turns out the transcripts I thought I ordered were either NOT ordered after all or sent to a miss-spelled university.

Transcripts re-ordered: Check.
Universities informed: Check.
Wait-wait-waiting.

I also have to schedule a bunch of last minute ASL interviews and conversations. Yikes! Of course the gracious folks who have offered to help have their own REAL lives, too, and are less available that I had hoped. Fear not, small graduate-applicant! For there is more help right around the corner in your instructor and yourself.

Left to do?
Too much for this blog.

I DID, however, discover that Hunter College (part of the CUNY system) has a decent Deaf Ed. program. I've heard mixed reviews, siting their lack of emphasis on ASL, but want to go attend the Open House to see for myself. Most of my role models have recommended Gallaudet, and one new school: McDaniel College. This college is a small school in Maryland with a department who has impacted how Gallaudet's education programs are designed.

Hmmmmm......

Decisions. Decisions.

Still in Adv. ASL II.
Still enrolled in ASL Intensive Level 4.
Still signing.

BTW, David Rivera at the ASL Slam was absolutely amazing!!!!!

Friday, February 4, 2011

Another great blog.

But not mine.

I have been following this woman, E, and her blogs "Eh? What? Hunh." I found her from a twitter post by deafread . She writes about controversial topics, Deaf education, deaf rights, communication, her hard of hearing experience and encourages her readers to discuss and post their thoughts, sparking more conversation in the community.

You can read it here. This post discusses early childhood education and I recommend it to anyone interested in becoming an educator of the deaf...and everyone else, too!

Enjoy.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Advanced ASL for Professionals

Wow.

So in Carole's workshop, I learned.
I learned over.
I learned a lot.
I relearned.
I clarifyingly learned.

Four other young ASL professionals and I sat and soaked up everything she had to share. A social worker, a therapist, interpreter, a teacher and me; another teacher. I keep forgetting that's what I'm doing. yes, I am a teacher. I teach computer skills now. And will educate elementary children, eventually.

We revisited handshapes. Curling our fingers in and sticking our thumbs out, we wiggled and waved across and in front of our bodies. Phonology was a big one. Placement and direction are so simple, yet so easily mispronounced.
OSVOSVOSVOSVOSV

Time frame. Time line. Chronological events. Story line. Story board. Story time. We covered it all. Verb. Noun-noun. Helped. It help-helped me a lot to review things I 'thought' I already knew. Alas, I incorrectly knew. There's only so much you can get from a book.
OSVOSVOSVOSV
Classifiers!!!!!!! My favorite thing to practice. So descriptive. So creative. So specific. How many, what's it look like, where is it, size? All said in one shape+movement. Language in use?? Formal. Informal. Conversational. Informative. Counsel. Technical. Frozen. Slang. Intimate. Who said what to who about what, how & why?
OSVOSVOSV

Interpreters mess up? People go to jail. Prison. Die.
Get it right.
Be clear.

Help each other. Meet other deaf, coda, interpreters, teachers, HoH, signers. Sign! Study group. Practice. Tape yourself. Critique yourself.

I need to workshop myself continually.
Everyday.
Practice everyday.
OSVOSVOSVOSVOSV

everyday ASL me-practice

Thank you, Carole.


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Sunday, January 16, 2011

Teachers College, Columbia: Check Next up: Gallaudet!

Now that my big fat envelope of application materials for Teachers College has been delivered and paid, I can focus on the separate but equally intense application process for Gallaudet.
Transcripts have been delivered.
Letters of Recommendation have been so appreciatively received and ready for print.
The Personal Statement from TC needs some tweaking to morph into my Goals Statement for Gallaudet.
And the good old application fee.


.....and the video submission of my Goals Statement in ASL. (cue shrieking Hitchcock music)


I can do it. I just have to manage my time the right way. Efficiently. Like Dad always says, "Right time. Right Reason." --see Dad? I DO listen--


Happening in RealTime:
Advanced ASL II begins this week, every Wednesday until the end of March.
A Workshop in late January, ASL Studies for Professionals.
Hopefully an ASL Intensive Study beginning in early March.



Now that my To Do list has be rehashed, let's discuss where ASL and Deaf Studies are in my life as we know it.
I keep 'meaning to' attend these Level 4+ study sessions. My first thought when I see the remind on my iPhone is, "I'm really tired and hungry, I'll go next time."
Wrong reply, Shauna.
I also have been (slowly) developing a work-related presentation for a Deaf high school in Long Island. Confidential stuff.
But I'm not mingling like I need to be. Nor reading any Deaf studies literature. I follow several ASL/Deaf cultural blogs and tweets. That is helpful. I'm getting a larger demographic of perspectives. There is a tweeter who blogs about the Deaf experience in Japan, and a few others from Europe. I'm not stuck in NYC for opinions and stories.

The closer I am to wrapping up applications, leads to the close I am to becoming accepted. Which leads even closer to the time when I enroll. Which may lead to me inevitably moving.
This leads to acute anxiety attacks, fears of change, worries of aloneness, and thoughts of uncertainty.


Is this really what I want to do?


I'm sure I'm just getting wet feet. Butterflies in my stomach. Stressed out. Lack of caffeine.


But we can't just sit here afraid of the future, right? So even if it is unknown water, and unknown depths;
close your eyes
hold your nose
spring
and
dive
right
in.