I’ve always thought myself to be fortunate to have a sister who is also deaf. I think there’s an added bond between siblings who have similar life experiences, I guess it’s a shared experience that offers a deeper sense of connection and real understanding.
My sister actually had a milestone of a birthday last month so I thought it was a timely opportunity to write about her and our relationship in general.
It was actually the week that I was born that my parents were first told my sister, Emma, was deaf. Emma was four at the time and her teachers at school had been concerned about her ignoring them and not doing what she was supposed to be. They labelled her ‘naughty’ and put her in a group with other kids who were misbehaving, when in actual fact she just couldn’t hear what was being said.