c.o.d.a.

Let me first explain to you, in case you don't know what a c.o.d.a. is... it's a child, of, deaf, adults, or adult. :D
Being a coda, is pretty much being a different race. Not meaning that in a typical way, whether you're Mexican, Latino, African-American, Native American, European, Asian, and many other nationalities, were all the same. Because... were different. I personally love being a coda, knowing a whole other language, that is spoken silently. To be involved in the deaf culture, and I'm thankful for my parents.
My parents, somewhat, pardon the language, went through hell. To give me the life, which I have now. They were out-casts, because they couldn't fully understand people, because they were "scary". But I think the reason why people were afraid of them, was because they are different. And I LOVE them for that.
My parents were raised orally. My mom went to a school, in California, where I think they had a very tiny small deaf program, and it was midstream. My Dad was sent off to a boarding school, for the deaf and blind.....(btw don't ask me how that worked) Their parents did the best thing they could for them at that, time and age.
PART OF THE DEAF CULTURE
personally for my family, and a couple others, we have some common expectations, of the deaf culture. That is in our blood.:D
- Being the first to arrive.
- Being the last one to leave.
- Chatting forever! I love this, because then I can chill with my friends forever!
- Being basically friends, with all deaf people.
- Blunt.
- Not being afraid to tell someone they're bugging you.
- of course ASL! :D
Well that's only a little bit, of my life.... I love the deaf people in my life, and I'm proud of it... :D