8 Year old Deaf Storyteller in Video

Written by Bug

Should Deaf children be taught American Sign Language? Would you like to communicate with your child before they can talk? Do you want to increase your child’s reading and language abilities? Learning to read and write English takes years, much patience and practice for young children. But they effortlessly use their hands for comfort, communication and acquiring information from birth. Parents should introduce Deaf children to language as early as possible. The earlier any child is exposed to and begins to acquire language. Research suggests that the first six months are the most crucial to a child’s development of language skills.

See the video of 8 year old Illionis Deaf girl (see below), she learned to sign at 10 months old. Her name is Jennida. She is in 2nd grade. Her family is Deaf too. She learned about ASL poetry this year. She is very eager to add more and more. Her ASL expression is getting bigger and more expertly. Her favorite book is “The Rough-Face girl” by David Shannon.. Her favorite TV channel is animal planet. Jennida would like to share her classifier ABC story for you to enjoy.

Winter in Colorado

Dear Diary:

AUG. 1
Moved to our new home in Denver. It is so beautiful here. The city is so picturesque. Can hardly wait to see it covered with snow. I LOVE IT HERE.

OCT. 14
Denver is the most beautiful place on earth. The leaves are turning all different colors. I love the shades of red and orange. Went for a ride through the hills and saw some deer. They are so graceful. Certainly they are the most peaceful animals on earth. This must be paradise. I LOVE IT HERE.

NOV. 11
Deer season will open soon. I can not imagine anyone wanting to kill such an elegant creature. The very symbol of peace and tranquility. Hope it will snow soon. I LOVE IT HERE.

DEC. 2
It snowed last night. Woke up to find everything blanketed in white. It looked like a postcard. Went outside and cleaned snow off the steps and shoveled the drive way. We had a snowball fight today (I won).When the snowplow came by we had to shovel the driveway again. What a beautiful place. Mother Nature in perfect harmony. I LOVE IT HERE.

DEC. 12
More snow last night. I love it. The snowplow did his trick again that rascal. A winter wonderland. I LOVE IT HERE.

DEC. 19
Snowed again last night. Couldn’t get out of the driveway to get to work this time. I’m exhausted from shoveling. Damn Snowplow!

DEC. 22
More of that white shit fell last night. I’ve got blisters on my hands from shoveling. I think the snowplow hides around the corner and waits until I’m done shoveling. That asshole!!!

DEC. 25
“White Christmas” my busted ass. More snow. If I ever get my hands on that son-of-a-bitch! who drives that snowplow, I swear I will castrate the dumb bastard. Don’t know why they don’t use more salt on this freaking ice!

DEC. 28
More of the same shit last night . Been inside since Christmas day except for when “Snowplow Harry” comes by. Can’t go anywhere. The car is buried in a mountain of white shit. The weatherman says expect another 10 inches of this shit tonight. Do you know how many shovels full of snow 10 inches is?

JAN. 1
Happy freaking New Year My Ass!!. The weatherman was wrong (AGAIN). We got 34 inches of snow this time. At this rate it won’t melt until the 4th of July. The snowplow got stuck down the road and shit for brains had the balls to come to the door and ask to borrow my shovel. I told him I broke 6 shovels already, shoveling out the shit he plowed into my driveway. I broke the 7th shovel over his head.

JAN. 4
Finally got out of the house today. Went to the store to get food and on the way back a deer ran out in front of the car and I hit the damn deer. Did about $3,000.00 damage to the car. Wish the hunters would have killed them all last November.

MAY 3
Took the car to the garage in town today. Would you believe the body is rotting away from all the Crap they keep dumping All over the roads. It really looks like a piece of shit.

MAY 10
Moved to Florida today. I can not imagine why anyone in their right mind would want to live in the God forsaken State of Colorado.

MAY 26
Visited Disney World. Mickey Mouse stepped on my left foot. I punched his nose. I didn’t know his head flew off and hitting Disney Security Guard. My case comes up next Thursday.

May 31
Judge ordered me to pay the medical bills for Disney guard. It was $17,000!!! I guess I have to stay at McDonald’s and work hard until 2021 to pay it off.

June 3
Hot humidty! I smelled stink like my friend’s dirty hamster cage! I think I miss Colorado. I am going to the beach next week. Forget weekend. Too many people will steal my space at the beach. I will go on Tuesday or Wednesday. I can’t wait.

June 7
OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STUNG BY JELLYFISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM SUFFERING A JELLYFISH STING THAN A SHARK BITE!!

June 13
I got a hospital bill….$13,000 for my injuries from jellyfish! What a jelly bill!

June 20
Hurricane is on the way!!!!! Time for me to pack and move to Chicago! Screw Colorado and Florida! SO ANGRY! I am going to call my left-over friend Fookem and see if he lets me move in with his family.

*BUZZZZ* Special Message From Deaf Bug *BUZZZ*

Hi my friends! I am Bug. Some people called me PooHead! I like eating bug! It tastes so sweet and juicy! I have nice hairy sticky feet and can be able to walk upside down like you can see my hairy butt! My favorite is sucking or licking my own hairy sticky feet, so you can hear or feel me buzzing!.

I have a million cousins. I am sure you met some of them, if you do, tell them to send me a buzz. I have hundred children. Not enough home for them so I have to lay my eggs in soil, on plants, on the bodies of other animals, and frequently on dead or rotting flesh and sometime in your ears at night while you sleep so you won’t hear me buzzing. Your Deaf ears are so quiet, comfortable, moist and warm. Don’t worry, you don’t need to feed or fly sitting for me. Normally I eat other insects do so by sucking out the insides of their victims. Whenever I land on your food, I vomits on the food. The digestive juices, enzymes, and saliva in the vomit begin to break down and dissolve the food. I can then suck up the liquid food with its sponge-like mouth parts and its proboscis. If I eat food from garbage cans or any other source of germy food, some of those germs stick to the my mouthparts and when I vomits on its next snack (your sandwich?), it transfers them to my babies in your Deaf ear. Am I a good parent?. Of course, I am!

Anyone in here have some pooy talks, I love eating poo! Bring more, I am always hungry. So if you don’t like flies in your house, encourage spiders to move in and I will leave. I love your 12 meaty faces. If I wink one of my eyes, I see 6 faces! How come? I guess I drink a lot of rotten mice’s juice this afternoon.

Just wanted to buzz in here and look for more victims! Fresh victims bring me a lot of energy. Hope to buzz around with you soon. I love you very much. *BUZZZZZZ*

Love always,

Bug

P.S. If I wish to taste something that is very salty, please put your hearing aid mold on the table. I can come later for snack. Again, I love you.

The 3 Hunters

The 3 Hunters
by Dan Pineda

Three hunters, Clint Eastwood, John Wayne, and a Deaf Cowboy, are gathered around a campfire. The 3 have been drinking and bragging about the virtues of their home states.

Suddenly, Clint Eastwood says, “Watch this.” He opens a bottle of tequila, takes a swig, tosses it in the air, pulls out a pearl-handled revolver and shoots the bottle cleanly in two.

“It’s a shame to waste that good liquor,” John Wayne says.

“It’s OK,” Clint replies, “Where I come from, we’ve got plenty of that”

Not to be outdone, John Wayne pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. He pulls off the cork, takes a drink, throws the bottle in the air, whips out an assault rifle and blasts the bottle, sending shards of glass everywhere.

“Shame to waste good whiskey,” Clint says.

“It’s OK,” John says, “We’ve got plenty in my state.”

At this point, the Deaf cowboy stands up. He pulls out a bottle of Henry’s, twists off the cap and guzzels the entire beer. He throws the bottle high in the air, pulls out a shotgun, empties both barrels into John Wayne and neatly catches the bottle.

Clint stands in SHOCK. The Deaf cowboy calmly puts the shotgun down. “It’s OK,” he signed “We’ve got plenty of them in my state, besides this bottle is worth a NICKEL.”

Three Little Deaf Pigs

Three Little Deaf Pigs

The first pig built a house of straw.
The wolf came.
He yelled for the pig to come out.
The pig could not hear him.
The wolf blew down the house and ate the pig.

The second pig built a house of sticks.
The wolf came.
He yelled for the pig to come out.
The pig could not hear him.
He thought it was a tornado.
The wolf blew down the house and ate the pig.

The third pig built a brick house-with flashing lights and all the necessary deaf devices.
The wolf rang the bell and the lights flashed.
They called the zoo, using the TTY Relay Service.
A zoo keeper came and put the wolf in a sign language class.
The wolf learned to communicate and became friends with the pigs.

Two Frogs that Fell Into A Pit

Two Frogs That Fell Into a Pit

A group of frogs were hopping contentedly through the woods, going about their froggy business, when two of them fell into a deep pit. The other frogs gathered around the pit to see what could be done to help their companions. When they saw how deep the pit was, the rest of the dismayed group agreed that it was hopeless and told the two unfortunate frogs in the pit that they should prepare themselves for their fate, because they were as good as dead.
Unwilling to accept this terrible fate, the two frogs tried with all of their might to jump out of the pit. The other frogs shouted into the pit that it was hopeless, and that they wouldn’t be in that situation if they had been more careful, more obedient to the froggy rules, and more responsible. They continued shouting that they should save their energy and give up, since they were already as good as dead.
But the two frogs continued jumping as hard as they could and became quite weary. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to the calls of his fellows. Spent and disheartened, he quietly resolved himself to his fate, lay down at the bottom of the pit, and died as the others looked on in helpless grief.
The other frog continued to jump with every ounce of energy he had, although his body was wracked with pain and he was completely exhausted. Once again, the crowd of frogs started yelling for him to accept his fate, stop the pain and just die. The weary frog jumped harder and harder and—wonder of wonders—finally leapt so high that he sprang from the pit. Amazed, the other frogs celebrated his miraculous freedom and then, gathering around him asked, “Why did you continue jumping when we told you it was impossible?”
Reading their lips, the astonished frog explained to them that he was deaf, and that when he saw their gestures and shouting, he thought they were cheering him on. What he had perceived as encouragement inspired him to try harder and to succeed against all odds.