Being profoundly deaf, dependent on lip-reading and educated through mainstream schools is a combination I wouldn't wish on anybody. What got me through those years, however, was that I loved to learn.
Despite being mocked for years, I was the only one in my class who had a job when they left school. My thirst for knowledge continued – life was not complete if I was not learning something. I would work during the day and, at night, did courses in IT, Accounting and Marketing.
In the meantime, my social life ground to a halt, and I was increasingly dependent on my family, too embarrassed to even order my own food and drink in public for fear of committing another all too prevalent lip-reading faux pas. One day, I stormed into my audiologist's room, demanding help. I didn't belong in the deaf world and I was losing whatever grip I had in the hearing world, where people pitied me.
Read the full story in University Business Magazine out in May 2013.