Clucking...

I have been collecting little moments of new sounds on post-its and when I feel like I have enough to share, I write a blog. These experiences are all very random, but each new sound is just as important and exciting as the first.

For a Halloween get together, I went to my friend Sarah and Xavier Arana's house. Most of the people at the house were profoundly deaf except for Sarah's brother and father. I was in the kitchen on the first floor talking with my friend Lynn when I kept hearing a distracting whirring sound. It was constant and I could not figure it out! After ten minutes, I could not take it anymore, ha. I went into the living room to ask Sarah's brother and father if they heard the same noise. Sarah's brother walked around the kitchen, then walked downstairs to the basement in the playroom to discover one of the kids left on a fishing game. I was surprised that I could hear something that was so far away.

Another situation was at work, my teaching team is still not used to how much I can hear. A custodian just left the portable and my co-worker Sharon ran to the door to yell after him. She was facing away from me about 15 feet at the door. She had a few more requests that she forgotten to tell him when he was in the portable. When Sharon finished and shut the door, she turned to me and started tell me what she yelling about, but I actually heard the whole conversation :).

Last weekend, I went to a hobby farm. The area is beautiful, it reminded me a little of Door County, WI. I walked out to the chicken coop to see if they had laid any eggs.  It was my first time in one of these. I did not find eggs, but I heard the clucking of chickens for the first time.  After that I saw sheep and I finally heard bleating ba ba noises!  It was really cool being so close to nature.  Later that day, I heard a loud lapping sound coming from the other room. It was a dog licking up the water from the bowl.  I guess she is a loud drinker!

One last story, I was asked to go outside to see if I could hear the calls of migrating of the Canadian geese.  At first I could not hear them, however it had started snowing.  The snow was coming down in small round pellets.  I could hear them hitting my jacket and things around me. It was fascinating to hear snow for the first time.  Then, another huge flock of geese were flying near us and I thought to turn my sensitivity on my implant to the highest number of 20, (normal people hear at a 10) to see if I could pick up some of the calls.  Sure enough, I was able to pick up the high pitch honking noise of many geese nearby.  

Thanks for reading!