Happy Saturday, my Messy friends Today I have the privilege of having Ronald S. Opatich visiting with us today. We met on Twitter through a mutual friend and it's been a pleasure getting to know him and I know you're going to enjoy it as well. I'll allow him to tell you about himself.
My name is Ronald S. Opatich who happens to have parents who
are both deaf. I was born and raised in
Youngstown, Ohio and started out working in one of the steel mills dotted
throughout the Youngstown/ Warren, Ohio area.
After most of the steel mills closed in 1980, I was
fortunate enough because of my sign language skills to begin a new career as a
professional sign language interpreter in Columbus, Ohio. I have been in the field of deafness and/or
in the interpreting profession for 33 years now and have been blessed to have a
career that has changed people’s lives or made them better. It has been very fulfilling indeed.
In addition to my profession, I have a passion for travel,
photography and writing about my experiences.
Hence I created a new travel blog,
(buckeyeamongtheevergreens.wordpress.com) to satisfy all three!
Currently I am a video relay sign language interpreter for
Sorenson Communications in Portland, OR.
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Thanks, Ronald for joining us and being a part of the Mess. We're glad to have you with us.
Now, settle back with that morning cup of coffee and enjoy Ronald's piece, Toddler.
Toddler
It is an
early morning summer day in 1953 and a woman in her late 30s is in her kitchen
preparing bacon and eggs for breakfast. In those days women wore dresses
and she was making sure bacon grease did not splatter on her fairly new pink
& white flower print dress so she also had an apron draped around
her.
After
frying the bacon to a crispy golden brown, she would skillfully crack an egg on
the edge of the skillet and with one hand and separate the shell so the egg
yolk would fall helplessly into the hot buttered laden pan.
Suddenly
on her left side she felt a tug on the lower part of her dress and apron. She
looked down to see her toddler son pulling on the bottom of her dress and at
the same time sucking his thumb.
He
continued to pull on her dress as if he was a passenger on a train pulling on a
cord string.
This is a
perfect scene that was probably played out by millions of moms & toddlers
that morning on that early summer day.
However
this scene is slightly different because this mom did not hear her son come
waddling up to her asking in that 4 year old voice of his if he could have some
milk.
The reason
she didn't hear him waddle up to her is because she was profoundly deaf. Deaf
since she was 18 months old probably due to a combination of getting whooping
cough and the lack of medical knowledge to know how to treat it.
She has
wanted a baby for a long time and the fact that she was deaf did not stop her.
She and her husband were having the pure joy of finally having a child of
their own. I could also well imagine for her and her husband who was also deaf,
that this was a scary and daunting time to figure out how to raise a hearing
child in a hearing world where deaf people really were not a part of.
In those
days there were no professional certified sign language interpreters, no closed
caption TVs, no one having any idea what deaf people go through in their daily
lives or what deaf culture is all about.
That
toddler was me and all I wanted at this point was a Glass of milk and I knew I
had to get her attention. To do that I knew I needed to tug on her dress
and in sign language say "milk!"
My parents
are gone now but they would be truly amazed at the advances we have come with
technologies I mention above along with video phones, video relay interpreting
and more and more people learning sign language.
However I
bet to this day, there is a little boy or girl somewhere pulling on their mommy
or daddy's pant leg, asking of milk and cookies in sign language. Some things never
change.
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Great article! I think it is even more special when someone shares a part of their life. Thank you Ron for this inspiring and educational post. and thank you Robbie for spotting a great guest blogger!
ReplyDeleteAlways a pleasure to have great people visit the Mess, Margie. And I agree, some of the best stories are those derived from people's lives. Thanks for visiting!
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