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There is a large sign-language training program in Tucson, Arizona. I know this because in the year that I lived in that town, people would practically pee in their pants when they saw my ginormous hearing aids. They'd start to sign furiously. They refused to talk to me unless I was looking directly at them.

 

It was pretty annoying.

 

Then when I started my UC Berkeley sojourn, I hit it again. Oh! You're deaf! And then a frenzy of hand motions followed. It reminded me of Chris Rock speaking Chinese while doing "karate", some flurry of something coupled with a lot of mismatched mouth movement.

 

I'd smile politely…wait…. nod….wait while they hand-flurry-smurried….smile politely a bit more….wait… smiled a bit more tightly, a tad more brightly, raising my eyebrows: all right? You done with that now? Because I don't sign. No, really. I don't. I don't sign. No, stop it. Just stop it already. 

 

And sure,  a big fat chunk of that was my being able and willing and ready to be a part of my own D/deaf culture. Accept my people, claim them. And let them accept me, hopefully claim me back. When the time came and I was ready, I took a class at the local Community College and it was beyond brilliant. I adored it. And swiftly thereafter was unable to continue as I went and got myself pregnant, married and all the rest of it.

 

Fast forward two years. I had a typically-developing son who at 20 months wasn't doing much more than voicing profound grunts. And I found out that the baby I was carrying, Moxie, would be coming with an extra chromosome. On the heels of that news, I found out that kids with Down syndrome apparently take to signing like ducks to water so I thought, all right. We are going to do it. We, as a family, are going to learn how to sign.

 

Then and there, 6 months pregnant, I took Micah and waddled on over to the public library. Borrowed every last video on sign language learning they had, watched them and just about passed out from the sheer boredom of it all. It knocked me out faster than an episode of Super Why!. Boooooo-ring does not capture the near-exquisite ache of sheer misery those programs put my woebegone self through.

 

Wretched, I reached for the last remaining DVD we had to wade through, one rather cheerfully entitled, "Signing Time", "great…just great", I thought, wearily and warily looking at the cover featuring a bright and perky lady in an orange sweater and – what, bandaids on her fingers?Bleh.

 

And then…(drumroll)...the song floated through – "there's singing time, there's playing time…", "signing time with Alex and Leah…" and it all stuck to the treacly parts of my brain like jam on bread (or Christmas carols and a mall). I liked it! And more, MICAH did too! Woo-hoo!

 

Micah watched a few episodes of Signing Time and all of the sudden, he was signing over 50 words. He shot off and we were struggling to keep up with him. He couldn't get enough of it. Or of Rachel Coleman. He signed and signed and signed some more until everything clicked together in the magical way it does with children and he just started to talk.

 

Moxie is 18 month old now. She signs milk, more, finished, play, eat. I am not worried in the slightest about her communication, nor of the future she faces with communication. She signs and that's just perfect. If and when she talks, we'll focus on helping her speech unfold as gorgeously and gloriously as we can. But you know what? I can wait. And I am fine with it not happening at all, too. Nonverbal signers are wonderful communicators and really, that's all I want: to be able to communicate with my precious girl.

  I want to be able to know when she wants some milk

 

 

Or a snack

 
 

 Or not

 
 
And I want her to be able to communicate with her big brother. And more: to make and keep friends. To have connections, real and deep and true with people that she wants in her world.
 
 

However that happens.

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It is intensely ironic to me that having my daughter has helped me to learn to converse with my own D/deaf tribe. It's ironic to me that I also am unafraid of my own future and possible complete hearing loss, thanks to my daughter and the gift of sign language. It is ironic to me that it took Moxie's coming to actually give Micah the tools he needed at the time to communicate.

 

And it was Signing Time that did it: that genius program that blends the catchiest of all tunes with beguiling children and an effervescently Poppins-esque teacher: Rachel.

(the above was originally posted on Nov 21, 2011 – Moxie is now 2 and a half years old! And signs even more!)

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In this Month of Moxie – celebrating Down syndrome Awareness, our Signing Time Awareness Champions will be giving away 2 copies of Family, Feelings and Fun + the Digital Guide to Using Signing Time with Children who have Down syndrome.

 

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PS
I love Rachel's blog, Strong Enough
and while you are there, read her take on Cochlear Implants – It's a good one.

 

PSS 
Even if you don't want to participate in the Giveaway, please go to the Signing Time Facebook Page and "like them", or drop them a line about what they've done for you and yours. I know it means a lot to them.

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I was not paid for this post nor have I received anything for it. All opinions expressed are purely my own.

Giveaway open to residents of the United States and Canada. Winner will be randomly selected and notified via email and on the blog. Email address must be linked to comment. Winner will be mailed directly from the folks at Signing Time.

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Meriah Nichols is a career counselor, teacher and blogger. Single mom to 3 (one with Down syndrome, one gifted 2E), she is also a cat-loving Trekkie who likes her coffee hot and black.
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ALyson

Tuesday 13th of November 2012

Ditto.  Love Signing Times.  My son (6 - DS) is a late talker even for DS.  We are finding that the first words he signed are the first words he is speaking.  So the sign language laid a foundation for the speaking - like a baby step towards speaking I guess.  It has been really amazing to watch.  Your daughter is a cutie!!!

 

Blessings, Alyson

Meriah

Tuesday 13th of November 2012

Thank you, Alyson!

jessie levin

Monday 29th of October 2012

we love ST. fav signs, all done, please & more.

Wendy

Sunday 28th of October 2012

I always enjoy hearing your perspective. And we love signing time at our house too!

krystyl olson

Friday 26th of October 2012

My daughters first sign was 'all done' --- I would like her to learn 'I love you'

I am a prescool teacher and when I'm working with the babies we use 'more' 'all done' 'please and 'thank you' the most :)

 

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