I was rummaging around the church's kitchen on Sunday, trying to find props for the Sunbeam class, when this woman came into the room. She asked me if there were any cookies leftover, signing it as she went (we share the building with the deaf branch, and I guess she wanted to cover her bases as far as communication went). I told her I wasn't sure if there were cookies left because I wasn't involved in whatever activity was taking place. Then, still signing, she asked where the cookies were being kept. Again, told her I didn't know, that maybe they were in the fridge. She asked a third time if I knew about the stupid cookies, and in response to my very confused face she asked if I could hear her. Ummm, yeah, do I sound deaf?
When she finally got the picture about the cookies, she said, "You must think I'm crazy, huh?" I didn't answer, because I didn't know how to sign "yes".
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