Counting sheep…

Last night, after counting 583 sheep, and endless hours of trying to get to sleep – I just couldn’t do it. I kept thinking.

This blog has opened my mind on how I look at my lack of hearing, for the first time I have thought about how it effects aspects of my life.

Like sleep.

Being deaf is fantastic for sleep, absolutely fantastic! Not once have I been woken by a sound. Ok maybe once or twice, but not often. Many of you, I am sure, have had the delight of being woken up during the dullest hours of the morning just to let your dog out for a wee? Well, that doesn’t happen to me.

Yet of course, as with anything there are downfalls:

Last summer during a brilliant trip to Canada a fire alarm went off in my hotel. My friend shouted, shouted and shouted at me to wake up. That didn’t work. As the alarm grew louder and louder, he thought of throwing a glass of water at me. So during a fantastic dream, dancing away with the cheerleaders I encountered that previous day, I was (kindly!) interrupted with a glass of water being thrown at my head. I am very grateful, he saved my life.

When I say he saved my life I really mean we ended up, a group of 20 grumpy teenagers, sitting in a cold corridor for 3 hours. The only entertainment was a man repeating ‘We are currently looking into the incident, please keep calm, and we will update you on the situation.’

Of course as with so many fire alarms, there was no fire! After diving back into my  bed, I returned to my dream of dancing with the cheerleaders. In fact, I was starting to gain their attention, I will leave you to guess what happens next!

Jamie Williams

Me Sleeping as a Baby

Me Sleeping as a Baby

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Would I want to hear everything again?

The answer is no.

However hard I think about how great it would be to hear everything I wouldn’t want to because that would be giving up. My disability gives me the motivation I need to keep going in all areas of my life. It gives me my personality. I wouldn’t be the happy, friendly, chirpy chap that I am without being deaf.

I had lunch with my Grandmother today. During this lunch I tried to explain the concept of a blog. After a couple of goes she was starting to grasp the idea. I then went on to explain how I had come to build ideas for the blog you are now reading. The first idea I discussed with her was what I wanted the blog to explain. I wanted something that was different. Something that you wouldn’t see on your everyday scroll through internet. Something that was unique to me: my deafness.

After explaining to her what blogging was, for the final time and that mine was going to be based on my disability, she was dying to see it. I passed my blog over. Then silence. I waited, looking in her eyes to see her response. Tears. Tears in her eyes.  Her response was tears. I couldn’t describe how I felt then at that moment. Did I feel guilt? No. Did I feel joy? Not quite. But I did feel happy. What I have done with my life is to develop it into something that no one thought it could be. A life that is filled with happiness. Those tears were a symbolic ‘well done’.

Now back to my light hearted self: my dog is now looking at me in an odd, yet entertaining way. She is smiling. I think its time I gave her dinner!

Jamie Williams

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Smile like my dog

A Loud World

Imagine your life was limited.

Imagine you couldn’t hear out of one of your ears. Close your eyes and try to imagine it. I dare you. I was brought up in a society that places the disabled in a different basket from everyone else. But the disabled can rule that basket and climb out and go beyond the basket. They can even build a new basket. Do you know what? I’ve grown to love my basket.

The world (or more specifically, a doctor) told me I would never be able to speak. He said I would have to go to a special school, and use special signs to communicate.

But 16 years later, I am flourishing in my basket. I do speak. I do go to a normal school. In fact people say I make them smile. Yes, I do wear a hearing aid. But hey, that’s great! In fact, there is one little thing I love doing, and that’s communicating; using my charm. Now, if you were as happy as me you would have just smiled then, and I hope you did.

Here is a blog to make you smile. This is a blog to explain how my deafness affects me. And what has happened in my past and present.

Jamie Williams

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Smile like me

Smile like me