In high school we had a deaf unit and it always interested me that using your hands to speak was a way of the people in the unit to communicate. I managed to learn some signs and could vaguely get myself understood but not as much as I’d liked. There was a lunch time club that allowed hearing pupils to learn to sign and I got involved.
Knowing some sign language helped when I was volunteering through school and was able to help when people couldn’t communicate.
I took a night class in bsl but failed the exam because I couldn’t remember the questions that the lecturer had asked and couldn’t communicate the amount that was wanted. From then honeslty I lost the signs that I had. Failing the course put me off learning more because I wasn’t able to answer simple questions and what good is that. I still use some signs if I need to but not as much as I’d known.
I would love to learn more and be able to have a conversation but the thoughts of failing the class have put me off and that’s sad. I would love to learn more. To be able to sign to someone that wasn’t expecting me to be able to. To help when needed.
Maybe I’ll try again.
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