I arrived at the school with splits and yes a hearing aid. It was very frustrating for me. I was of course still getting used to having a hearing aid this change enabled me to hear but At the same time I started to resent it. I hated not being able to hear. Occasionally there would be tantrums and I would throw my hearing aid and lose it and afterwards I'd have another tantrum because I lost it. This to Me was a vital tool, I needed it but at the same time I hated it. I wished I could hear the same as my hearing pupils.
Eventually I managed to settle in, on occasions I was bullied and laughed at because of my splits I actually hated some days of going to school.
But I had a welcome distraction I had some friends which were ironically boys (those were the good old days!) yes that's when my rebel side came out 😄.
Not only did I have friends who were boys but my distraction helped a lot which was learning sign language not only was it a vital tool to communicate but at the same time it became my obsession, I started to fall in love with music, that combined with sign language gave me a whole new lease of life.