Having bid farewell to Cerila yesterday, I was confused to see her the following morning. I was in the middle of my training with Dad when she ca all the way back to my ho just to fulfill her promise of learning sign language.
After I finished my morning training, I began teaching her. Since she lacked a way to communicate, I thought that her ability to learn and comprehend would be far below average. However, my concerns about her were unfounded, as I had also thought Cerila to be a shy and ek girl, but the resolve she had to learn dismantled any notion of that.
If anything, she was driven and motivated to keep her promise to , and I admired that greatly. For I was soone who wanted to uphold promises, so seeing the sa thing in my new friend made happy.
Of course, learning sign language was an arduous task for anyone, let alone a child. Sign language is a language that is complex and has all the nuances of a spoken language. Like nearly all languages, learning the basics isn’t impossible, but mastering the language is extrely difficult.
Especially since nobody else in this entire world will be able to speak to her using it unless she or I teach them, and learning a language cos with practice and exposure.
But maybe since she is young, she will pick up on it faster. I had underestimated the power of a youthful mind before. It took no ti at all to beco a master of Elvish, and I am well on my way to learning another language. But that might have more to do with the fact I’ve lived one life already.
Even though she was working hard, it would be so ti before she learned the language. After reading lips and drawing words in the dirt for the first half of her life, she got her hands on this magical stone tablet, which has improved her life significantly.
But this was just a bandaid for the problem.
A conversation with Cerila was long and drawn out since you had to pass the heavy tablet back and forth to each other. And many children and even so adults didn’t have the mana control to use the tablet or couldn’t read and write as well as her. And so just simply didn’t have the patience to bear with the task of communicating with Cerila.
This led to Cerila being completely isolated from others. That was until I ca along. I have no intentions of abandoning Cerila now or ever just because she was deaf. Even if it took her many years to learn sign language, I would still continue to be her friend.
And having said that, it’s only been a day and a half, and I can firmly say I enjoy being around her. When we weren’t outside around other people and it was just and Cerila, her entire deanor was different. She didn’t hide in her hood or avoid eye contact at all. It was a night and day difference.
Her positive outlook on everything was refreshing. I could learn a thing or two from her.
Cerila spent the entire morning and early afternoon yesterday learning without complaining or wanting to take a break. Not only that, she took the lessons in stride and was always smiling. Eventually, I was the one who had to step in and force her to take a breather. Ro wasn’t built in a day, and we have plenty of ti to learn. But she seed hellbent on learning.
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Today, Cerila ca back to my ho at the sa ti and watched train with Dad. After the usual training session, we practiced sign language together once more. Then she took her break, and we continued afterward. I feared she might push herself too hard or even burn out at this rate, so I decided to end things around lunchti today. I also had lessons with Grandpa today, and I didn’t want to miss out on that either.
Currently, we were just outside of Grandpa’s office in the center of the village. Cerila stopped and asked a question,
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