I have two sons and a daughter. I want to raise them well so they are happy and healthy. My husband and I are Deaf but my children are not.
I had wondered at what age they would start to "emotionally realise" they are different to their parents. Recently my eldest son began to realise. I want to share what happened when he realised he was different.
It happened when my eldest son was about nine years old. We were driving home from visiting friends. They are Deaf parents with three hearing children. We have known this family for a long time. We often go camping together.
On the way home my eldest son looked very upset. He was sitting in the back seat of the car with his younger siblings. I asked him if he was OK. He just said that he did not want to leave so early. I explained we needed to come home early as his sister needed her sleep. I wondered whether my son was already missing his friends. He is close to them as they share the same identity as hearing kids of Deaf adults. They share the common experience of using Auslan and experiencing Deaf culture at home.
When we got home, I tucked my daughter into bed. I also gave my sons a warm bowl of lovely vegetable and bean soup. They enjoyed the soup. I think it tasted even better because they ate it in their warm beds. I loved serving and spoiling them.
The next morning my eldest was wandering around the house. He looked lost and unhappy. He does not usually like to stay at home. He loves to go out, socialise and remain busy.
I encouraged him to go for a bike ride to get some fresh air. Suddenly he became teary. His lower lip was quivering. He quickly signed to me that he could not control his emotions when he sees me.
I could not stop to talk about it at the time. I was still busy doing errands. So I encouraged him to go for a short bike ride. He went for the ride. But it didn't help. At lunchtime I dropped everything and I gave him my full attention.
My son told me that he is busy at school but at home has more time to think about his "issues". I wondered what they were. Then he found his words. He told me he felt different as he has Deaf parents. He said he couldn't pronounce some words as we didn't speak English much at home. He said he often asks his best friend at school how to pronounce some words.
I nodded and encouraged him to go on. Then he thought about it more. He said he felt lucky to have good parents, a home and school. He said he felt sad that some children did not have good homes or enough food to eat.
After our talk he asked if he could have a cuddle. We held each other for a few minutes. This appeared to clear his head. He played happily for the rest of the day.
It was important to allow my son to express his fears and worries. And it was important for me to accept his feelings without judging him. I feel this will help him develop a healthy identity. One that has clear values and beliefs that are important to him.
I wondered whether the experience was the turning point for my son accepting his identity as a child of Deaf parents. Or will he have many more similar experiences? Will it be a long, complicated path to discovering more about his identity?
I think other factors will also help my son to accept his identity. For example, I have positive relationships with his schoolmates' parents. We can also celebrate the difference in our Deaf culture. We can share Auslan, Deaf jokes and other aspects of Deaf culture. I hope my son will grow up feeling good about himself. I am also hope he will be proud of his Deaf cultural background.
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