Hearing is important.
Judging by the fact that we have two
ears and only one mouth, hearing is twice as important as speaking.
Just FYI.
Our four-year-old eldest son was having
hearing troubles.
He couldn't hear me when I spoke to
him.
I would call and call and get no
reaction.
Often, I would have to touch him before
he would turn and look at me.
We decided to get his hearing checked.
Because there were obvious problems.
Dutifully, we reported to the hearing
centre and took up residence in one of their little booths.
The specialist put the headphones on my
son.
Set a large picture book in front of
him.
And started a voice recording.
We heard “Touch the cow.”
Mark complied.
“Touch the cat.”
He did so.
“Touch the monkey.”
The specialist put another set of
headphones on herself and plugged them in.
For my Husby and I, the sounds ceased.
But our son kept working so the voice
must have continued speaking.
There would be a pause.
Then Mark would point.
In all of his four years, I'd never
seen him this obedient.
I should mention that my husband
offered to buy the machine.
Back to my story . . .
Every few seconds, the specialist
turned the volume knob down.
Our son kept pointing.
She turned the knob again.
Still he pointed.
Finally, she took her headphones off
and looked at us. “In my opinion, there's absolutely nothing wrong
with this boy's hearing,” she said. “In fact I would say that
it's better than excellent. He's still pointing and I haven't been
able to hear anything for the last two minutes!”
Hmmm.
Okay. So his problem wasn't mechanical.
In fact our son had just introduced us
to a new concept in hearing.
Selective.
He had been, to put it simply, ignoring
me.
Quite effectively, in fact.
And with this concept he, and later,
his siblings, also brought into our life such wonderful sayings as,
“Are your ears painted on?!” or “Ears are purely decorative!”
or “I'm sure there's a switch on your bottom that will turn those
ears on!”
Sigh.
Moving forward thirty years . . .
We've discovered that our grandchildren
suffer from the same malady as our children.
Selective hearing.
It's genetic.
HA HA. Too funny.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, in my case...I discovered this past year that there is such a medical term called "selective" hearing. After getting ignored {what seemed like to me} by both my husband and one son.....they seemed to hear everybody else just fine....I had them both go in for professional hearing tests. Turns out they COULD hear everyone else..... BUT me. My voice is too high and soft in it's tone to be heard. Apparently little small children's voices can't be heard either...... from either of them. Official diagnosis was that Both my husband and my son have some permanent hearing loss. Not sure how or when it happened. But they both can't hear the higher tones or pitches. *sigh* It's going to take me a long time to get use to this. kind of like a punch to my ego. HA HA. I just have to remember to speak in a low voice....and loud. Makes for funny situations when we are out in public. ; )
Oh, my goodness! I had no idea the condition actually existed! Poor you! (I'm not telling my Husby. He would immediately pretend that he had this condition!) :).
DeleteIt was built in to the first man and he has been handing it down ever since.
ReplyDeleteWhy don't the good things get handed down as easily?
DeleteAnd here I thought that happened when a man got married.
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee!
DeleteHow cute... my children have selective hearing as well.. I need to have that;)
ReplyDeleteSee? It's universal!
DeleteHaha! I think you should patent that 'bottom switch'!!!
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