Once upon a time (about 1989) my teenaged neighbor Andrew Stout, son of friends, friend of my kids, inspired me to explore the conflicts of being deaf in a hearing world. He & his mom were my technical advisors. He helped me bring my characters to life.
2 couples, longtime friends, go out to dinner. ASL interpreter & teacher Christine Robertson had discovered a book about a deaf teenager, set locally right on Clark's Island in Duxbury Bay. Her deaf student Michaela Borstel, at neighboring Marshfield High School, is reading it.
Tell Me How the Wind Sounds has done well. So has Andrew.
Time passes. (23 years)
"Do you know Tell Me How the Wind Sounds? Have you read the book?" Christine signs to Liz & Andrew Stout.
"Have you read the dedication?" Andrew signs back.
And then I receive an e-mail.
Annie McLaughlin (who took the pic) interpreted for me as Andrew & I shared tales of those times & stories about the story. Michaela shared her journal of my novel & an amazing video. She's recorded a detailed synopsis of every chapter. Fingers flying in American Sign Language, Michaela has interpreted/translated my entire story into that beautiful language.
Thanks to Andrew Stout, Michaela Borstel,
Christine Robertson & second interpreter Annie McLaughlin.
Even Christine's husband, Brad, popped in to join the fun.
Fabulous day.
Even Christine's husband, Brad, popped in to join the fun.
Fabulous day.
♥
The surprise & delight was mine.
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3 comments:
This is such a wonderful tribute to a book.
Another great post. I got all teared up. Just goes to show how good stories live on and on.
Oh! What a story! I must share this one. Great post.
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