The Silence of Deafness is an Abstract, not an Absolute.
The funny thing about my deafness is how it profoundly shaped my social life in terms of who I befriended: namely males.
It all began in 1st grade, my first all-girl slumber party. The girls were playing a game where you had to whisper a story in each others ears and pass it down the line - this was my first realization that I cannot, for the life of me, hear whispers. Dumbstruck, I chose to sit on the sidelines, and would do so for many years.
As we all grew older, the gender-divide developed as girls tended to be more into chatting/gossiping, while boys stuck with more physical activities such as games/sports. Chatting was impossible for me, since I had to struggle so hard to hear female voices, so playing tagball on the playground with the boys was much more suiting to my enjoyment. If I ever talked to a boy, I had virtually no difficulty in understanding their somewhat deeper/slower voices.
Then as we all grew into adolescent years, I found that I could no longer just play along with the boys - they were starting to view me not as another buddy, but as a GIRL; the invites to play became rarer and rarer. God knows what was running thru their preteen minds. So, let’s just say I had to modify my behavior a little to keep the invites coming. I began flirting with them, taking cues from Seventeen magazine, and wearing make-up - deciding to weld my female status as a PR tool. This technique worked wonders - all day long, boys came knocking, asking if I wanted to walk to 7-11 for a slurpee or go for a bike ride to the park. As a result, I endured quite the reputation among the females - they began to eye me warily with jealousy - and the whispers, that I tried so hard to hear in the beginning, became about me.
In high school, I was still mainly running with the boys, but now the game was different. They expected a little more than just walking around the block together. I had no desire to ‘make-out’ or go to Homecoming, and consequently turned them all down. This mystified everyone, and so now it was the BOYS who whispered (’tease’, ‘lesbo’, you get the picture). Feeling isolated, I finally gave in to a boyfriend Junior year, simply to stave off the loneliness and rumors.
To this day, I’ve always had only one or two close female friends - and about 20 male friends (whose girlfriends/wives are highly suspicious with our strictly platonic friendships; they view me as the ‘Angelina’ even though I have never given them reason to worry). I’m happy with the friends I have, but wonder how many female friendships I might have cultivated over the years if it had not been for my deafness.
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July 25th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Interesting–I also was friends primarily with males (or tomboys) and still am to this day. I never really realized that it’s a side effect of the whole gossip-thing. Guys can just hang out, women tend to have to prattle constantly. I partially realized that it was because I didn’t seem to have much to talk with women about, but never really realized that it’s because a lot of girl-talk is about things overheard, and I never really have anything to contribute along that line of thought.
July 25th, 2005 at 9:25 pm
That game you played–was it called “Telephone”- where you whisper it in the next person’s ear, and you get to the end of the line and see how the story’s changed?
We did that in camp. Heh. The person passing it to me would mouth it to me, and I’d lipread it. I’m pretty confident I was the only person that _didn’t_ change the story line. :p
July 26th, 2005 at 8:13 am
Yeah, I do think that game was called “Telephone”. If I had been a little older, perhaps I might have figured out that I could have dragged a girl into another room to hear the “story” at normal volume - but man, being a 6yr old, you just aren’t equipped yet for quick thinking and creative solutions.
I laugh because when I get married - I’ll have men standing up as bridemaids, maybe that’ll start a whole new trend
July 26th, 2005 at 1:09 pm
“Telephone”..hmm..don’t think I ever did that…
Hide and Seek..my kind of game >:).
men as bridesmaids…weird. And you’re marrying who? An art director who listens to you this time?
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