I admit, that my missing-from-my-blog has something to do with disillusionment and lethargy with/from my work. I have been bombarded with so many things that I didn’t know what to write. I also didn’t have the energy to explain.
Maybe work has become a routine. Maybe I’m losing some of my passion. Maybe I’m disillusioned.
A few days ago, when I was in a restaurant for lunch, a lady approached me and asked, “Hi, do you still recognise me?” She looked oddly familiar but I couldn’t place a name to the face.
The lady then told me, “I am SH’s mother.”
Ah…..that reminded me of who she was. SH is a girl with hearing impairment. She lives in Parit Buntar. I first saw her for therapy in early 2008.
In the initial few sessions, SH was able to speak but mostly single words. She was 6 years old. Her mother was constantly worried about her as she seemed to lack confidence. She would be scolded/hit by kindergarten teacher, for ‘refusing’ to do work. She hardly spoke to anybody except for family members.
As she was already 6 years old, I counselled SH’s mother to enrol her into a sign language school taking into account of her language inadequacy and academic needs. Her mother was open to the idea, but the rest of the family members were opposed to it, as SH could speak. They were afraid that SH would stop speaking after learning to use signs.
We went through a lot of family counselling – the child’s future, family problems, fear of child’s speech development, schooling options, society expectations, etc. The nearest sign language school is in Taiping, which means travelling 2 hours each day to get to and fro school.
SH’s mother finally took a bold step – and defied all family’s expectation and opposition. She sent SH to SK Pendidikan Khas Taiping. After enrolling into school, SH stopped therapy with me.
So, it was a pleasant surprise to meet SH’s mother again.
“Thank you so much for advising me to send my daughter to this school. She is now so confident and happy! She score first in class in every exam. Her teachers in school are so caring and wonderful. And she is still speaking a lot. I really have you to thank for!”
I was speechless for a moment. Sometimes, one little decision could make a tremendous change to a child and her family’s lives. And I was glad to be part of such a positive change.
Sometimes the past will catch up with you. I needed this past very much, to remind me why I’m in this job, why I’m doing what I’m doing, and most importantly, to reignite the passion that I have for my vocation.
I should be the one thanking SH’s mother.