I have a beautiful bar near the sports hall of my country, and a few days ago there was in the hall, a dance event. A modest rate of year-end of a school Local.
Arrival at our "coffee culture" in the evening has begun, and I find two guys that gesturing to the counter, a couple I think, and my mother, who nods and leans on the fridge under the bacon to get their things, which, hidden, could not be clearly indicated.
a moment I go out among the tables outside, I go back and find the guys sitting at a table not far from the counter, smiling, looking towards my mother, who laughs with them. Then I see my mother make funny deictic gestures, nothing more artciolato of this, to make themselves understood ... at that time she was the one who did not know the language of others. The boys, now I was sure they were deaf and dumb, smile and perform other actions. My mother says to himself out loud: Oh, right! and their smiles.
Now, one might point out that my mother hears and speaks, he never studied the Italian sign language nor no other sign language, and, at least to my knowledge, has never had to deal first with deaf people.
I ask: "Excuse me, but how they're understanding?" She responds very naturally: "Boh! I do not know ... I treat them normally! Who said that they must get to understand me I try to understand them now but it's easy if you try! Sometimes mistaken But a little 'we understand each other! "
My mother was putting them in place of "normal" and was feeling compelled to adapt. Did what they do in a few short: do not treat them to feel superior just because of the language system have longer considered "normal", that is oral.
And the great thing was that in the end, good or bad, you understand.
At the end of the evening my mother, who never studied anything about the philosophy of language, ethics, listening, sign language, etc., etc., told me: "Of course we are just ignorant ... but why not learn a bit ' , the sign language? those two guys were cute! "
Deborah De Rosa
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