My headteacher Ms. Jennings invited all the parents to come on the school day. Mom and Dad had never came to1school before. They were happy about the visit, but I wasn't. Before that day, I was quite worried that teachers and classmates might find the2of my parents.
Finally, the day came. I took my parents around the school and headed for the classroom. "Here's Amy's picture!" Mom said3. She did that when she was excited, because she couldn't hear herself. Some kids turned to stare at us and I wanted to4.
Ms. Jennings saw us and walked over. I introduced her to my family and explained that my parents were deaf in a low voice.
"Oh," she said. "Well,5do you say 'Welcome!' in sign language?"
"Like this. " I swept my open right hand in to my body, palm* up. Ms. Jennings6the act.
"Thank you," Mom said, smiling. "It's nice to meet you. "
Ms. Jennings looked7. "You speak very well," she said.
In sign language, I repeated Ms. Jennings's words8my parents might not read her lips*. Mom answered, "I learned to talk after I lost my hearing. Amy's 9 has the same situation as me. He became deaf at an early age. He10talk too, but he's shy about his voice. " Dad smiled in agreement.
I noticed Evelyn standing by the door. Suddenly, she walked 11 me and said Hi. "I didn't know your parents were deaf. " she said. I couldn't 12 what to say. Evelyn continued, "It's cool to communicate with others with 13 . Would you like to teach me some words sometime?" I nodded.
During the visit, my parents felt satisfied and believed 14 would be OK with me in school. The behaviors of my teachers and friends15not only their hearts, but also mine.
