Starting on January 3rd, I’ll teach a class of deaf children. I’m a little afraid, and very much exhilarated. I’m already in love with them. I want to help them connect with the world.
I’m supposed to teach them French – but they’re deaf, and most of them have parents who speak Arabic or Wolof or Romanian. And one of them has neurologic problems on top of being deaf. And they’re 3, except for one kid who’s five but never went to school before.
The school is buzzing with enthusiastic people and linguistic mayhem (100 people speaking 1/French 2/sign language 3/cued French 4/signed French 5/a mix of two, three or all) and screaming children (deaf kids are so noisy!).
In other words: much fun ahead!





