2020-08-10

DEAF ONLINE CLASS XXVII: 10/14

"It's 10 pm, do you know where your delegates are?" Don't tell me that they are still at the World Deaf Conference still discussing the by-laws, as they do every four year since its inception. The clock are ticking away, the quorum still unmet, we need them all on the floor, dragging them away from their rooms, getting the vote in and call it a night. They finally achieved something, passing a resolution, designating "Slumbers," the official mascot of the World Deaf Conference. (fictional)
 
 Deaf needs more like these in the future, especially during an election year, to have town hall meetings exclusively for the Deaf live. I hope that Presidential candidates take time out of their campaign to meet Deaf voters, to listen to our concerns and answer our questions. There is no such thing as America without us. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
A twelve years old Deaf British boy with an IQ of 162 recently join the Mensa organization, an organization of geniuses. Who is the youngest Deaf genius in America today, maybe it could be that Deaf high school guy to seen at the academic bowl. We should give him an IQ test to see if  

qualified to join the Mensa. Anyone not smarter than a fifth grader should not apply.






























I'm now suffering from a bout of insomnia. I work the night shift at the airport postal facility in Milwaukee until my retirement.

I shouldn't be napping in the afternoons, drinking ice cold Coca-Cola, watching late-night television and wasting time flipping through Facebook. 

It's time to change, with the sandman's help, my ways. I got to deal with depressions and anxieties while recovering from my injuries and resuming my desires to explore the world in my dreams.
Someone call the cops to complaint about  noises from a bunch of kids outside on the street playing basketball, however the officer who arrives on the scene join them, having a great time. 
He then started the Basketball Cop Foundation to keep kids out of courts, playing on basketball courts. Deaf schools ought to apply, maybe one of them will make it to the NBA.

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