flushd wrote:that's the interesting thing, sometimes the realization that we've even done harm takes a long time, way after the fact - I try to do right.
This just came up with me last week or so. I had a dream or something, not sure what started it, but this one guy swam to the surface of my consciousness. He was a guy who took the bus to high school with me, nice enough guy, always trying to chat me up. In the morning I was tired and bracing myself for the day at school (this was when I was going deaf, most of the way there but still fluctuations, school knocked me out every day, collapsed when I finally got home), and I told him that -- just wasn't in the mood to talk. He kept trying. I forget how often that went back and forth, but I just gave up, and would nod and smile and provide minimum reaction, and he'd blather on. I started practicing on him, a little -- I was learning the whole speech-reading thing, how to handle conversations in a way to maximize the likelihood of my understanding them. One way (I use it all the time now) is that if I stop someone every other word I don't get I'll never understand -- I have to just let things kind of flow and at some point I get a hook and everything else falls into place.
Anyway, now this is all conscious and I know what I'm doing, but at the time it was just boredom and experimentation and a hefty dose of terror. At some point, he was telling me some long involved story, I was doing pretty well at keeping him engaged (if people think you don't understand, they shut down, and they have to be open and engaged to get the hook), and I wasn't getting it, but I was letting it flow, and I still wasn't getting it, and he looked at me with this sort of stricken expression, and I was like oh ****, and he said did you understand
any of that, and I was like not really, and he said do you EVER understand what I'm saying, and I was like sometimes, and he got all pissed at me and never spoke to me again.
:-?
So I Googled him with some vague intention of apologizing/ explaining and of course he's a terribly famous musician and songwriter and critic and had a radio show and has a popular blog and is painfully cool and cutting edge and cult following and I tried to word what I'd say to him a few times and then just let it go.
Maybe I still will, maybe not.
I did do a quick search for his name and "deaf" and "bus" though to see if he'd written a song about how horrible I was... :-P