Dear Mr Shakespeare,
I am sure when the stories were forming in your head being ready to commit to paper the idea that your words would prove the world to be a glorious place for a Deaf kid was not even on your radar. Well if I had the chance I would inform you that your words by chance have shown me the journey we all take is meant to be and if for some reason it is off the beaten path there will be magic and a reason for gratitude.
Mom of deaf kid trying to get it right
So I posted recently about my son wanting to go to a Shakespeare intensive theatre camp this summer. It was a short blip I tossed online in a moment where I felt helpless. The outcome was..... well..... I am sorry I don't have words.
Haddy has four interpreters lined up to work with him at camp....... he gets to go and feel like a typical kid who happens to want to learn about "The Tempest". The folks who stepped forward to solve this challenge are ..... again ...... no words..... I really don't have the words......
The other outcome was a gift we would have never imagined. So he has written thank you notes and handed them off to me..... I have been sitting here trying to find the words for my side of the notes..... again..... I can't find them.
Dear Mr. Shakespeare,
Spare some words for me.