Showing posts with label deaf heroes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deaf heroes. Show all posts

Sunday, November 4, 2007

How Evelyn Glennie Gave My Life Back

Normally on Sunday I blog about a talented Deaf person. Today I’ve been thinking about someone who has been an inspiration to me. But first, I guess I should back up and tell you something about myself.



When I was a little girl I played the piano. I played for years and years, for hours a day. There was a time I imagined becoming a concert pianist. Even after I started losing my hearing, I continued to play the piano. I could not imagine life without music.



Early on I had a natural ear for music. I could tell three notes just by hearing alone without looking-- C, F, and G. From there I could figure other notes, and I was able to sound out songs I heard by the time I was five. If you have been hearing, you know most people cannot do this, so I was born with a special musical gift even among hearing people.


As I became deafer, I began to fear the loss of music. First, I could not hear music boxes. On our first Christmas together my husband began a tradition of giving me a music box, but by our fifth year I admitted to him I couldn’t hear them. In fact, I had never been able to hear them. Then it was the radio. Songs began to sound different. “Oldies” that I had once known as a kid didn‘t sound right. Flute solos, soprano harmony and guitar parts were missing. Finally, as the years passed and my hearing continued to decline, my own piano playing became affected.



Notes above middle - C began to sound flat. I stopped playing. I can still listen to others play the piano. It’s just that when I play, I get distracted by flat sounding notes when I know I have struck the right key. It drives me nuts.



The thing is-- I was born to make music. And dance. I still dream about music, pianos, dancing at night. . .and so. . . When I stopped playing the piano it left a big hole in my life that needed to be filled. For several years I felt depressed because there was this big missing hole. Sure-- I had other hobbies. I skiied, but only in the winter. I like photography and I read a lot. I still missed making music. One thing about my hearing-- my low tones have stayed fairly constant and I have continued to enjoy rhythm and base. So one time, when Stomp came to town I went to see them. They energized me!! I could not get them out of my mind!


Then someone told me about Evelyn Glennie, the Scottish percussionist who plays barefoot. She’s amazing!! I have never seen her live. I would love to someday. I have decided not to write much about her myself, except that she was born in Scotland in 1965 and was deafened by age 12. Her father was a musician, so she was given musical training as well. I will let her explain her own deafness and music. This is what she says about it on her webpage. You can also read more here. Evelyn Glennie's Hearing Essay
“Deafness is poorly understood in general. For instance, there is a common misconception that deaf people live in a world of silence. To understand the nature of deafness, first one has to understand the nature of hearing.
Hearing is basically a specialized form of touch. Sound is simply vibrating air which the ear picks up and converts to electrical signals, which are then interpreted by the brain. The sense of hearing is not the only sense that can do this, touch can do this too. If you are standing by the road and a large truck goes by, do you hear or feel the vibration? The answer is both. With very low frequency vibration the ear starts becoming inefficient and the rest of the body's sense of touch starts to take over. For some reason we tend to make a distinction between hearing a sound and feeling a vibration, in reality they are the same thing. It is interesting to note that in the Italian language this distinction does not exist. The verb 'sentire' means to hear and the same verb in the reflexive form 'sentirsi' means to feel. Deafness does not mean that you can't hear, only that there is something wrong with the ears. Even someone who is totally deaf can still hear/feel sounds.
If we can all feel low frequency vibrations why can't we feel higher vibrations? It is my belief that we can, it's just that as the frequency gets higher and our ears become more efficient they drown out the more subtle sense of 'feeling' the vibrations. I spent a lot of time in my youth (with the help of my school Percussion teacher Ron Forbes) refining my ability to detect vibrations. I would stand with my hands against the classroom wall while Ron played notes on the timpani (timpani produce a lot of vibrations). Eventually I managed to distinguish the rough pitch of notes by associating where on my body I felt the sound with the sense of perfect pitch I had before losing my hearing. The low sounds I feel mainly in my legs and feet and high sounds might be particular places on my face, neck and chest.
It is worth pointing out at this stage that I am not totally deaf, I am profoundly deaf. Profound deafness covers a wide range of symptoms, although it is commonly taken to mean that the quality of the sound heard is not sufficient to be able to understand the spoken word from sound alone. With no other sound interfering, I can usually hear someone speaking although I cannot understand them without the additional input of lip-reading. In my case the amount of volume is reduced compared with normal hearing but more importantly the quality of the sound is very poor. For instance when a phone rings I hear a kind of crackle. However, it is a distinctive type of crackle that I associate with a phone so I know when the phone rings. This is basically the same as how normally hearing people detect a phone, the phone has a distinctive type of ring which we associate with a phone. I can in fact communicate over the phone. I do most of the talking whilst the other person can say a few words by striking the transmitter with a pen, I hear this as clicks. I have a code that depends on the number of strikes or the rhythm that I can use to communicate a handful of words.
So far we have the hearing of sounds and the feeling of vibrations. There is one other element to the equation, sight. We can also see items move and vibrate. If I see a drum head or cymbal vibrate or even see the leaves of a tree moving in the wind then subconsciously my brain creates a corresponding sound. A common and ill informed question from interviewers is 'How can you be a musician when you can't hear what you are doing?' The answer is of course that I couldn't be a musician if I were not able to hear. Another often asked question is 'How do you hear what you are playing?' The logical answer to this is; how does anyone hear?. An electrical signal is generated in the ear and various bits of other information from our other senses all get sent to the brain which then processes the data to create a sound picture. The various processes involved in hearing a sound are very complex but we all do it subconsciously so we group all these processes together and call it simply listening. The same is true for me. Some of the processes or original information may be different but to hear sound all I do is to listen. I have no more idea of how I hear than you do.
You will notice that more and more the answers are heading towards areas of philosophy. Who can say that when two normally hearing people hear a sound they hear the same sound? I would suggest that everyone's hearing is different. All we can say is that the sound picture built up by their brain is the same, so that outwardly there is no difference. For me, as for all of us, I am better at certain things with my hearing than others. I need to lip-read to understand speech but my awareness of the acoustics in a concert venue is excellent. For instance, I will sometimes describe an acoustic in terms of how thick the air feels.
To summarize, my hearing is something that bothers other people far more than it bothers me. There are a couple of inconveniences but in general it doesn't affect my life much. For me, my deafness is no more important than the fact I am female with brown eyes. Sure, I sometimes have to find solutions to problems related to my hearing and music but so do all musicians. Most of us know very little about hearing, even though we do it all the time. Likewise, I don't know very much about deafness, what's more I'm not particularly interested. I remember one occasion when uncharacteristically I became upset with a reporter for constantly asking questions only about my deafness. I said: 'If you want to know about deafness, you should interview an audiologist. My speciality is music".



And so, it was about a year and a half ago, someone asked if I wanted to join a "drum circle." I craved a musical outlet, but I had never tapped a drum in my life. Would this be weird. I wondered? My children had been accusing me of acting weird ever since they became teenagers. I thought and thought, then I remembered Evelyn Glennie!!! Not only is she a middle-aged woman who plays drums, but she's also Deaf! Because I work in a library I checked out a book on djembes, which are the drums used in drum circles. Then I started researching on-line. Next I went to a music store to find out about drum circles in my area. I guess it was meant to be, because the store was having a drum sale and I found a beautiful little djembe for an extremely good price. Now I am taking djembe lessons.




Also because djembes are used as accompaniment for belly-dancing, I sort of got hooked up with that as well. So now you know why Evelyn Glennie is special to me.

This is my djembe sitting next to my empty piano bench. Isn't it cute?? It was made in Indonesia, and is very small and light. Perfect for me because I do not have big hands and could not carry a heavy drum. I also have bongos and just bought some marachas in Mexico. Last night my daughter came home and we jammed a little. FUN!

The drum also provides good exercise. I have learned drum circles are being used for meditational/spiritual healing. Beating on a drum requires much concentration. I've been in love since I started playing it.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Robert Davila

Tomorrow I’m going to Puerto Vallarta. Am I ever looking forward to the sunshine! Seattle has been stormy this past week. We even had a smallish windstorm with power blinks last Thursday.

On Sundays, it has been my weekly tradition to feature a talented, notable, skilled famous deaf person. I thought perhaps a Mexican-American might be appropriate since I haven’t covered that ethnic group yet.

Who better than Dr. Robert Davila???? Probably most of you know his story, but for those who don’t I’ll give a brief synopsis of his life.

He was born July 19th, 1932 in San Diego, California to Mexican migrant workers. When he was six years old his father died from a heart-attack leaving his mother to raise him and his six siblings by herself. At age eight, he became sick with spinal meningitis which left him deaf. Unable to care for him, his mother sent him to the California School for the Deaf in Berkeley, California, five hundred miles away. He was sent there all alone. The only language he spoke when he arrived was Spanish, but he picked up English and ASL quickly. This is what he said about those years,

“I have never dwelt on these aspects of my early life as disadvantages. In fact, my humble beginnings were actually a motivating force that inspired me to succeed in whatever I attempted. . .Access to a quality education has made all the difference. I encountered teachers and staff who took a personal interest in me and assisted me in many ways. Without quality education I could never have achieved what I have.”

He graduated at age sixteen and entered Gallaudet to pursue a degree in Education. Though it was unusual for a deaf person to apply for graduate degrees at the time, he earned his masters in education, then spent several years teaching math, social studies and English at Fanwood. In 1972, he earned his PhD in Educational Technology from Syracuse University. Then, in 1974 he was promoted to director of Kendall Demonstration Elementary School. He was appointed as Vice-President of Gallaudet Pre-College Programs in 1978 where he oversaw both KDES and MDDS.

On July 21st, 1989 Dr. Davila was sworn in for the post of Office of Special Education and Rehabilitation Services- the highest ranking government job a deaf individual has ever held in the United States. His nomination for this post couldn’t have come at a more critical time, for he was able to influence and authorize crucial passages in the American Disabilities Act that would have a far-reaching affect on future deaf/Deaf education and all people with disabilities. He had huge responsibilities including the management of billions dollars, monitoring all state programs for compliance with federal guidelines and regulations, and the direct supervision over Gallaudet University and NTID.

Once again, he is back at Gallaudet, now as president. I have been reading blogs to see how the Gallautians feel about him--both current students and alums. I‘m certainly impressed with his qualifications myself and with his positive attitude toward inclusion. I love "Bob's Vlogs," that are captioned so I can understand, and that he interviewed two students with Cochlear Implants last month. I noted in that Vlog he said 200 Gallaudet Freshmen wore CI’s this year. I thought that was interesting.

I will end this blog with one final quote, an introduction of Dr. Davila by Dr. Rex Cottle when Davila spoke at Lamar University. “From migrant worker to presidential appointee, Robert Davila epitomizes courage and academic excellence.”

I agree.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Did You Know. . . ???


Thomas Edison was nearly deaf? Some sources say he inherited a progressive hearing loss from his father, while others say it was possibly caused by scarlet fever when he was 14. He himself often claimed he had been "boxed" in the ears while riding a train. He heard a pop and lost his hearing after that. It's hard to say what caused his hearing loss, but he was totally deaf in one ear and 80% deaf in the other.



Sept. 24- 30 is Deaf Awareness Week. This came out of the The World Federation of the Deaf Congress, which met in July of this year. The idea is to educate the public about hh/deafness, its causes, the culture of deafness and the fact that the deaf/hh are highly capable, productive people who have contributed much to the world.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Deaf Hero Day -- Cal Rodgers

Cal Rodgers was born Jan. 12, 1879 and died on Apr. 3, 1912. He became sick with Scarlet Fever when he was six years old and lost his hearing. His achievements were never listed in "deaf" records because he had very little connection to the deaf. However, a biographer Eileen Lebow wrote that he was "almost totally deaf." Additionally, Henry Kisor said that "records of the time say he understood less than half of what was said to him and that his own speech was hard to understand. . . .(While) he could have been classified as severely hard-of-hearing,. . . he experienced what we do, and I consider him one of us."

Rodgers was the first civilian to ever to own a Wright Bros. Flyer bi-plane, and the first to make a transcontinental flight. Of course it wasn't non-stop. Bi-planes weren't capable of that. He named his plane the Vin Fiz, and began his trip at Sheepshead Bay, Long Island, NY on 17 Sept 1911 just four months after getting his flying license. He landed nearly two months later at Pasadena, CA on Nov 5, 1911 after crossing over the Rocky Mountains.

Since the biplane had no navigational equipment he followed the railroads. His bi-plane was temperamental and needed daily repairs. He had no windshield and no protection from bad weather. His body was exposed to the cold and the elements at all times. The plane was blown about in swift gusts of wind. Made of wood, metal and wire, it was light and delicate, difficult to maneuver and unstable. He died flying just four months after his infamous transcontinental crossing when he lost control of his plane near Long Beach, California. Below is a picture of Cal Rodgers with his plane, the Vin Fiz.





Sunday, September 9, 2007

LeRoy Colombo Saved 907 Lives!


It's Deaf Hero Day!! Since summer is almost over, I chose LeRoy Colombo, the greatest lifeguard who ever lived! He was born Dec. 23, 1905 in Galveston, TX and died July 12, 1974. Sorry I don't have an actual picture of him, though I found one in a book. I have looked and looked on-line. I found the coolest thing though. There's a traveling deaf wax museum with deaf heroes and he's one of them. http://tinyurl.com/ywksr2 When Colombo was seven, he became sick with spinal meningitis and nearly died.


Afterwards, he was left paralyzed and deaf. His older brothers helped him to regain some feeling in his legs by playing with him in an alley near his home. Soon he discovered swimming. He felt more comfortable in the water than on land, so he began spending all his free time swimming. Eventually he started winning swim competitions and marathons. He qualified as a lifeguard by swimming continuously for three hours.


He worked for forty years as a lifeguard and continued to swim in competitions throughout his life, for which he received numerous awards. But the most important thing he accomplished by far was to save a whopping 907 lives! He was formerly listed in the Guinness Book of World Records when lifeguarding was a category.


This is a sunset on Galveston Bay where he swam.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Impaired?! (ARRGGHH!!)



Last night, my brother made the grievous error of calling me hearing-impaired. I didn't mean to jump down his throat, but I hate that term. I just HATE it. I don't feel "impaired" in any way. In fact I am healthier than he is. I can't hear well, but there are so many other things I CAN do. Many things I do better than hearing people. For example, I have a super-duper sense of smell. Also, some of my friends have pointed out that I'm more observant of visual details than the average person. I feel most deaf people learn to compensate for their hearing losses, and live relatively normal lives. I believe I have had a really GOOD life compared to most.

I am not magnificently talented, but I have a personality and interests outside my hearing loss. I'm an avid reader. I know a bit about butterflies and gardening. I love opera-- what little I hear of it-- but I love the stage and sets and costumes. I have raised three children, manage a home, dabble in ethnic cooking, and I've recently become a vegetarian. So I've been experimenting with vegetarian dishes lately. I am taking American Sign Language, learning how to belly-dance and how to play a West African drum called the djembe. I'm also in the process of redecorating my home since my youngest is going to move out soon. I'm planning two trips out of the country in the coming year too. That's why this blog is called LIFE and deaf. Deaf and hard-of-hearing people do all the same things everyone else does. We're not all about deafness. If you are deaf or hard-of-hearing, I'd love to hear what you're doing, what your hobbies are, and your talents. Please- drop a line. I want all those hearing people out there to stop thinking of us as being "impaired."



Today, and for the next few Sundays, I plan to dedicate my blogs to outstanding deaf and hard-of-hearing people who have achieved unusual success above and beyond the norm. Deaf heroes. My first choice is William "Dummy Hoy." ("Dummy is NOT a nice word to call the deaf today, but William Hoy was born in the 1860's when the word 'dumb' meant 'mute', not stupid. "Dumb" has since morphed into a more negative, ugly connotation for the deaf, and you could get punched in the nose for calling a deaf person that today.) William Hoy was the first deaf major league baseball player. Not only was he a great baseball player, but he also helped his team by inventing "secret baseball hand signals" still in use today. Many deaf people are very athletic and signing can be put to good use in a lot of sports! Many deep sea divers use it, for example. To read more about William Hoy go here William Hoy.