I wrote a couple of blog posts several months ago about how as a kid I never quite understood how adults knew when I was doing something wrong if I was in another room. I always thought if I couldn’t feel vibrations and if I couldn’t see it then it didn’t make a noise. For example it took me many years to fully comprehend that people can hear someone making noises in a room down the hall.
I never really quite understood why I would get caught opening a bag of candy in the backseat in the car. I knew why because it had been explained to me that when a person opens a bag it makes noise…but I didn’t really understand it because I hadn’t experienced it myself…so I would always forget.
I’m so used to finding myself looking like a deer caught in the headlight when I try to sneak food or something that I found it amusing when I caught someone! It was one of those…ohhhhhhh….so that’s how they know moments!!!! (“they”=hearing people)
So, I went camping with a group of friends this past weekend. We got to the campground and got everything set up. Then a friend, C, wanted some beer so I decided to tag along with him and another friend, D. I don’t like staying in the same spot when I’m in a new place. I like to get out and explore.
C got his 6 pack of beer bottles and we got back into D’s car. C asked if it was okay if he opened a beer bottle in the backseat while we headed back to the campground. D wasn’t comfortable with having a open container in his car so C respected that. We then drove back and as we turned into the campground area I heard C opening a beer bottle in the backseat and I turned around…and aha! I got one of those *deer caught in the headlight* looks. 😉
It was just one of those moments where I found myself reacting as a “hearing person.” It’s kind of odd to find myself reacting and responding to situations in different ways using different senses. It’s not good or bad….just different.
bah ha ha ha ha! Too cute! ….and that reminds me how I love always hearing my husband come in the front door now…. He never catches me off guard no matter where I'm at…. I used to think it was possible to sneak in the front door and only knew if he was home if my son started squealing that his daddy was home!