After my mom's labor, she held my body in her arms.
She was happy to have me in this world.
All of the great memories I had with
my parents and siblings.

After nine months old, my mom
tried to scream my name and
I wasn't distracted by her.
She tried to make the environment noisy,
I wasn't distracted by her.
She was suspicious of my hearing
and then she brought me to the hospital.

My mom found out that I'm Deaf.
She cried and was terrified
like her world was going to end,
how could I be born Deaf in this world.

My mom was overwhelmed
that she didn't know what's best
for my future for
independent,
education,
career,
and
family.

Seven years later, my mom
sent me to public school
I was only Deaf student.
I struggled to learn at school
because I can't, can't hear
teacher and students
speak.
They disregarded me
as if I'm invisible because
they think educating the Deaf
was useless.
I always followed what they did.
I was a dog, always followed
them all...the...time.
I was clueless.
Not knowing Deaf culture yet.

A year later,
my family and I
immigrated to United States
because my parents knew
that I would have more opportunities
and better services
for my education and career.

I went to a school that has a
deaf program.
I saw Deaf kids signing
beautifully like the angels.
My heart was inspired.
They signed even more than beautiful
as a sun that shines very brightly.
My heart was even more inspired.

I found my place where I
can be eternity.
They accepted who I am
because we are same.
I finally knew what
Deaf Culture was like.

I learned there is nothing wrong
being Deaf.
I realized that I'm
proud to declare
that Deaf people can do
ANYTHING.