Hard of hearing

Whispering in the Ears

August 10th, 2015

Quelle: http://all-free-download.com/free-photos/download/piano_keys_188017.html Author: Piano Keys by Vera Kratochvil

Sometimes I do not envy others their jobs. I was vacationing with my husband and his family over the last few days. There was a lounge with a bar at the hotel. When we had a drink in the evenings, someone would play piano in the lounge with accompanying music. For people who hear well, it was probably just a soft whisper. The few people present in the lounge barely listened to or paid attention to the player. Yet he peacefully played on all night with a friendly smile on his lips. Even though he was probably paid well for his performance, I felt a little sorry for him. If one had such talents, surely one would, if not a sold out concert hall, wish for a little recognition.

Unfortunately, there are multiple jobs that do not get the attention they deserve. Thus, customer service professions are sometimes very demanding, stressful and generally receive little recognition. Take the example of a bus driver. Because the others of our company wanted to walk up from the harbor to the hotel and because of my arthritis it was not possible for me, I decided to go up by bus. It was a distance of about 10 minutes, or around 40 minutes on foot. When I boarded the bus with the driver I bought a ticket, I forgot to mention my half-tax discount. It was only when I sat down, that I thought about it and asked the driver (the bus was still at the stop) if there was still something that could be done about it. The driver scolded me and said he had asked me if I had a half tax discount. I apologized and said that I was deaf and had not heard his question about the half-tax. But this could not soothe him. Whether he was already in a bad mood I do not know. But especially customer-friendly one could not call his tirade however. Now bus drivers are also only people and have a lot of responsibility to bring their customers safely to and from their destination. And this usually without you being aware of the bus driver or thanking them for the safe arrival.

Or take for example the staff of the mountain railways, who take care of the safety of the many passengers who use the railways every day. It is remarkable that they show up daily and always friendly and helpful, although they do the same things again and again, answer the same questions and sometimes even have to rebuke people.

Fortunately, there are still people who want to pursue such professions. Despite my conflict with the local bus driver, I still have respect for this person. If it were not for them, then we would have to do without so much. This is why I personally thanked the pianist in the hotel for his music, although I did not have to: the music contributed to the mood.


Hard of hearing


August 4th, 2015


Quelle: http://all-free-download.com/free-photos/download/singing_children_197509_download.html Author: Tonny Watanebe

Voices are as different as the people they belong to. My voice belongs to me and I can use it to express what I want, and how I want it. If I am very excited, or very annoyed, my voice tends to be louder. In my youth I was often reminded with a “shhhh” to lower my voice. My voice is high, and can sometimes be loud. When I had hearing aids, I became more aware of my voice because I could now hear it better. Since then, I have tried to keep my voice at a normal level, though of course that resolve flies out the window when I am excited or agitated. These days, I am even told sometimes, that I can speak up.

Now I am the person who sometimes has to ask my husband to lower his voice when he is being too loud on the phone or laughing. Some people think that if they talk louder on the phone, that you will be able to understand them better. Since I have Hyperacusis (sensitive to loud noises), all loud voices, and especially high pitched voices are painful. Loud, or high children’s voices or shouts are the most painful of all. And no: I do not have anything against children. Quite the opposite, I enjoy them very much, except for when their voices literally pierce my eardrums. It is not just children’s voices that affect me. We were on the train no so long ago, and there was a lady with a phone talking to someone. Her voice was very unpleasant to my ears, and she was also being very loud. Of course the lady could do nothing for it, but it was still very aggravating for me. So dear Dad, if you can read this blog from your cloud: I now understand your “shhhh” very well!

The voices of the Hard of hearing takes some getting used to. Those born with hearing loss have never heard their voices properly, if at all. Therefore, they have difficulties with the correctly modulating their speech. For someone born with normal hearing, that speech would sound monotone. If you give yourself time, then that voice becomes easier to understand. Personally I have great admiration for those hearing impaired individuals who have learned to use their voice. Voicing is not a given for everyone, and demands great endurance and dedication on the part of the hearing impaired. It also shows how much we are used to subconsciously express with our voices. Singing for example is a wonderful instrument of our voices. I sing like an off-key crow myself and I avoid singing in public. I do however very much enjoy a beautifully clear and flexible singing voice. As with music, so too can a voice touch me emotionally. When I was in Moscow, I heard singing in the Underground Station, that was so beautiful that it touched me to tears. If it had been up to me, I would have offered the man right then and there a position with the orchestra, or a record label.

When someone speaks, I have a clear preference towards a deep, masculine voice, such as the one the late Richard Burton (American Actor) had. The advantage of it is that those kinds of voices are less painful to my ears, and I love listening to them. What else could I wish for?