A Silent Story

 

Anyone who has ever meet me knows I love to talk with my hands.  When a hard of hearing friend encouraged me to learn American Sign Language I decided to check it out.  ASL is a picture language.  Can you think of a better fit for an artist?

 

For the first time I had an opportunity present my book to a class of deaf and hard of hearing students.  Some students are hearing but have deaf parents so ASL is their first language.  (These teachers work hard!)  I wouldn't be reading my book like I normally do with a hearing class,

I would BE the book.

 

As you can see in the photo my book is transferred to the screen behind me.  So they can easily see the art from the book and easily see me as I act out the story. I became the cows chewing their cud as Signore Greve and Celli pedaled through Italy.  I stomped like an elephant and swung my trunk as they coasted through Africa.  I became Greve as he ate his lunch under a

 Chinese pagoda and Celli as he begged for a bite.

 

It's true, you have to be willing to be silly. Making faces is required and appreciated.  If you worry about how you might look you will miss the beauty of this language.  When I was swinging from vine to vine like a monkey several kids joined me.  Who cares what

you look like with that kind of payoff!

 

This class is focusing on transportation so we had a fun discussion after the book presentation about travel.  One boy loved trains, complete with a Thomas the train shirt, so we talked about train travel.  One little girl had been on a plane to California so we talked about flying.

 

I am thrilled that I was able to combine my art with my ASL.  Art is all about telling a story with a picture, just like American Sign Language.  Being able to share my story with a group of eager faces is always a joy.  But sharing it in their language was even better!