The Hearing Way

Margaret Walker

When one hears the word 'hearing' most often we immediately go to the vision we have of someone who cannot hear. Some of us who cannot hear have a physical handicap that prevents hearing.

There are some of us who only hear what we want to hear. And I would be remiss if I overlooked those who 'hear' but interpret in their own devious way. La La La.

Fortunately, there are some with perfect hearing, perfect interpretation and have no problems what so ever.

My main focus is on selective hearing, maybe, just maybe because I am so adept at this! HA. I admit, as a human being I think I am entitled to hear what I want to hear and discard what I choose not to hear! Sounds reasonable to me!

However, the fact that I can hear has allowed me so much that I would never have known. I think of the beautiful patois spoken in Jamaica. I am reminded of the strange screeching noises of the geckos that ran around the rafters in our Jamaican home.

I am reminded of the honking of a horn that immediately alerts me to a pending accident if I do not take heed.

Then there are the parting words of my doctor... "See me in one year."  That is a sweet signal that I am okay.

There is one more thing about 'hearing'. It is that voice of your child, no matter how old they are, no matter where they are, no matter what their day has been like, no matter how they feel. It is that voice said with so much feeling when they say, "I love you, Mom."  Hold on to that treasure and keep it forever in your heart.