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3. INTERNATIONAL CARNIVAL OF THE DEAF

Uwe Schoenfeld — Sun, 05 Feb 2012 14:16:24 +0000

Here!
Watch the first 3 videos about the 3th International Carnival of the Deaf at Modena, Italy:

INTERNATIONAL:

ITALIANO SIGN LANGUAGE, LIS:

GERMAN SIGN LANGUAGE, DGS:

www.deafcarnival.com

On clicke here: Facebook

I'm new

Amber Dennis — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 02:47:37 +0000

Hey, I'm new to this. I am hearing but I would really want to meet deaf people, my new years resoultion is to find a deaf boyfriend lol. I've never been on this sight and I would appreciate all the help I can get, thanks :D.

It 's me "Gigglegirl"

Ivonne Herron — Fri, 06 Jan 2012 19:44:42 +0000

Someone called me and ask about me so I m back.
I want to let you know that I lost my dog, Missy.
She had a kidney failure so we had to put her in sleep. It was very hard to make the decision for my dog and the best for her to let her go and let her peaceful.
I adopted her when she was almost 9 weeks old in 2003.
She was a great and lovely dog for 8 years. She died on December 22,2011. It was a few days before Christmas. She was not eaten for few days but she drank a lots of the water and mostly sleeps a lots and she was not very engry that she usally to be a very active dog.
Last her few days we spend with her before she went to Heaven called" Rainbow Bridge". We were all cried together.
The day of she died, we went to the Vet and say to Goodbye to her that was the hardest day in my life with her.She tells me that she want me to let her go and and I held her when she died. She is now with Jesus and all her friends with the dogs and cats and other animals. She is no more painful now.
Thank you for taking your time with my writing this.
Hope you had a great holidays and the new year.

what is this becoming mmmmm

maryirene lewis — Fri, 23 Dec 2011 15:54:19 +0000

more like a religious site now geez what s happening to news around u
more exciting things like in the old tagdeaf sorry i havent been here lately a long long while i believe been busy health issues too are a problem for me been taking it easy this site was more complicated than ever geez finally learned how to do this gosh miss the old site more than ever bring that back
well u all have a blessed christmas

maryirene

Hi

Brandy Kern — Tue, 08 Nov 2011 00:23:10 +0000

Hello,I just want to met new friends and old friends matter,need company and chat enjoy time... I need to change my life if i met someone in someday sooner!...

Hi

Brandy Kern — Sun, 30 Oct 2011 19:52:35 +0000

Hi,my name is Brandy Kern,I am 32 year old,I had 4 kids but it don't live with me at all also I tied no more kids and don't have ovany.... I sweet,open mind sometime,looking for right guy to care and love me!..

Hullo!

Tim Martin (that1hearingguy) — Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:49:15 +0000

My name is Tim, I'm 18 and I'm hearing, though I'm fluent in ASL. I fell in love with the Deaf community a year ago when I started ASL. I am looking for some friends, hearing or Deaf to discuss life in general as well as ASL and the Deaf community.

" Scattering Feathers in the Wind," and old Jewish tale

Joyce Buckingham — Sun, 11 Sep 2011 22:20:35 +0000

A man went about town slandering the town's wise man. Later,the malicicious gossiper realized his wrong and went to the wise man to ask for forgiveness, offering to do whatever was necessary to make amends.

The wise man had one request: The gossiper was told to go and take a pillow and cut it open, scattering the feathers to the wind.

Though puzzled by the request, the gossiper did as he was instructed and then returned to the wise man.
" Am I forgiven?" he asked.
"First, go and gather all the feathers," the wise man responded.
"But how can I? The wind has already scattered them."
"It is difficult to repair the damage done by your words as it is to recover the feathers."

The Lesson:

Once spoken,words cannot be retrieved,and it may be impossible to undo the hurt they cause.

Note: This appeared in the July 15, 2011 Watchtower, for more information go to www.watchtower.org

IT'S GREAT NEWS!

Deaf Alphabet — Sat, 16 Jul 2011 12:13:49 +0000

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I light a candle every night

UptownG54 — Wed, 25 May 2011 19:51:17 +0000

I light a candle every night
Sending wishes to my angels above
Keep him safe this man I love
Watch over him and show your light
Let him know
As I close my eyes to sleep
I am in his arms as I dream
~ Sandra Gibbs ~

deafnation at calif school for the riverside! may 6 and 7

WC — Thu, 12 May 2011 20:48:44 +0000

DEAFNATION EXPO AT CALIFORNIA SCHOOL FOR THE DEAF RIVERSIDE from i DEAF NEWS on Vimeo.

Me and my Granddaughter :)

UptownG54 — Thu, 05 May 2011 18:08:02 +0000

Hi ever one my daughter just have baby on May 3 2011
it girl name Mayzur was 5lb and 15oz not bad ....
My daughter is doing well she still at hospital she having problem low blood but she is ok so she might come home tomorrow ya ya ya ....

Have Great day it sunny here

Royal Wedding....Too funny Video

PEMA (TD Staff) — Sun, 01 May 2011 04:33:58 +0000

"The Girl With the Apple"....

daiseyboo — Fri, 29 Apr 2011 23:55:06 +0000

(This is a true story and you can find out more by Googling Herman Rosenblat. He was Bar Mitzvahed at age 75)

August 1942. Piotrkow , Poland .

The sky was gloomy that morning as we waited anxiously. All the men, women and children of Piotrkow's Jewish ghetto had been herded into a square.

Word had gotten around that we were being moved. My father had only recently died from typhus, which had run rampant through the crowded ghetto. My greatest fear was that our family would be separated.

'Whatever you do,' Isidore, my eldest brother, whispered to me, 'don't tell them your age. Say you're sixteen.

'I was tall for a boy of 11, so I could pull it off. That way I might be deemed valuable as a worker.

An SS man approached me, boots clicking against the cobblestones. He looked me up and down, and then asked my age.

'Sixteen,' I said. He directed me to the left, where my three brothers and other healthy young men already stood.

My mother was motioned to the right with the other women, children, sick and elderly people.

I whispered to Isidore, 'Why?'

He didn't answer.

I ran to Mama's side and said I wanted to stay with her.

'No, 'she said sternly. 'Get away. Don't be a nuisance. Go with your brothers.'

She had never spoken so harshly before. But I understood: She was protecting me. She loved me so much that, just this once, she pretended not to. It was the last I ever saw of her.

My brothers and I were transported in a cattle car to Germany .

We arrived at the Buchenwald concentration camp one night later and were led into a crowded barrack. The next day, we were issued uniforms and identification numbers.

'Don't call me Herman anymore.' I said to my brothers. 'Call me 94983.'

I was put to work in the camp's crematorium, loading the dead into a hand-cranked elevator.

I, too, felt dead. Hardened, I had become a number.

Soon, my brothers and I were sent to Schlieben, one of Buchenwald 's sub-camps near Berlin ...

One morning I thought I heard my mother's voice.

'Son,' she said softly but clearly, I am going to send you an angel.'

Then I woke up. Just a dream. A beautiful dream.

But in this place there could be no angels. There was only work. And hunger. And fear.

A couple of days later, I was walking around the camp, around the barracks, near the barbed-wire fence where the guards could not easily see. I was alone.

On the other side of the fence, I spotted someone: a little girl with light, almost luminous curls. She was half-hidden behind a birch tree.

I glanced around to make sure no one saw me. I called to her softly in German. 'Do you have something to eat?'

She didn't understand.

I inched closer to the fence and repeated the question in Polish. She stepped forward. I was thin and gaunt, with rags wrapped around my feet, but the girl looked unafraid. In her eyes, I saw life.

She pulled an apple from her woolen jacket and threw it over the fence.

I grabbed the fruit and, as I started to run away, I heard her say faintly,'I'll see you tomorrow.'

I returned to the same spot by the fence at the same time every day. She was always there with something for me to eat - a hunk of bread or, better yet, an apple.

We didn't dare speak or linger. To be caught would mean death for us both.

I didn't know anything about her, just a kind farm girl, except that she understood Polish. What was her name? Why was she risking her life for me?

Hope was in such short supply, and this girl on the other side of the fence gave me some, as nourishing in its way as the bread and apples.

Nearly seven months later, my brothers and I were crammed into a coal car and shipped to Theresienstadt camp in Czechoslovakia .

'Don't return,' I told the girl that day. 'We're leaving.'

I turned toward the barracks and didn't look back, didn't even say good-bye to the little girl whose name I'd never learned, the girl with the apples.

We were in Theresienstadt for three months. The war was winding down and Allied forces were closing in, yet my fate seemed sealed.

On May 10, 1945, I was scheduled to die in the gas chamber at 10:00 AM.

In the quiet of dawn, I tried to prepare myself. So many times death seemed ready to claim me, but somehow I'd survived. Now, it was over.

I thought of my parents. At least, I thought, we will be reunited.

But at 8 A .M. there was a commotion. I heard shouts, and saw people running every which way through camp. I caught up with my brothers.

Russian troops had liberated the camp! The gates swung open. Everyone was running, so I did too. Amazingly, all of my brothers had survived;

I'm not sure how. But I knew that the girl with the apples had been the key to my survival.

In a place where evil seemed triumphant, one person's goodness had aved my life, had given me hope in a place where there was none.

My mother had promised to send me an angel, and the angel had come.

Eventually I made my way to England where I was sponsored by a Jewish charity, put up in a hostel with other boys who had survived the Holocaust and trained in electronics. Then I came to America ,
where my brother Sam had already moved. I served in the U. S. Army during the Korean War, and returned to New York City after two years.

By August 1957 I'd opened my own electronics repair shop. I was starting to settle in.

One day, my friend Sid who I knew from England called me.

'I've got a date. She's got a Polish friend.. Let's double date.'

A blind date? Nah, that wasn't for me.

But Sid kept pestering me, and a few days later we headed up to the Bronx to pick up his date and her friend Roma.

I had to admit, for a blind date this wasn't so bad. Roma was a nurse at a Bronx hospital. She was kind and smart. Beautiful, too, with swirling brown curls and green, almond-shaped eyes that
sparkled with life.

The four of us drove out to Coney Island . Roma was easy to talk to, easy to be with.

Turned out she was wary of blind dates too!

We were both just doing our friends a favor. We took a stroll on the boardwalk, enjoying the salty Atlantic breeze, and then had dinner by the shore. I couldn't remember having a better time.

We piled back into Sid's car, Roma and I sharing the backseat.

As European Jews who had survived the war, we were aware that much had been left unsaid between us. She broached the subject, 'Where were you,' she asked softly, 'during the war?'

'The camps,' I said. The terrible memories still vivid, the irreparable loss... I had tried to forget. But you can never forget.

She nodded. 'My family was hiding on a farm in Germany , not far from Berlin ,' she told me. 'My father knew a priest, and he got us Aryan papers.'

I imagined how she must have suffered too, fear, a constant companion. And yet here we were both survivors, in a new world.

'There was a camp next to the farm.' Roma continued. 'I saw a boy there and I would throw him apples every day.'

What an amazing coincidence that she had helped some other boy. 'What did he look like? I asked.

'He was tall, skinny, and hungry. I must have seen him every day for six months.'

My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it.

This couldn't be.

'Did he tell you one day not to come back because he was leaving Schlieben?'

Roma looked at me in amazement. 'Yes!'

'That was me!'

I was ready to burst with joy and awe, flooded with emotions. I couldn't believe it! My angel.

'I'm not letting you go.' I said to Roma. And in the back of the car on that blind date, I proposed to her. I didn't want to wait.

'You're crazy!' she said. But she invited me to meet her parents for Shabbat dinner the following week.

There was so much I looked forward to learning about Roma, but the most important things I always knew: her steadfastness, her goodness. For many months, in the worst of circumstances, she had come to the fence and given me hope. Now that I'd found her again, I could never let her go.

That day, she said yes. And I kept my word. After nearly 50 years of marriage, two children and three grandchildren, I have never let her go.

Herman Rosenblat of Miami Beach , Florida

This story is being made into a movie called The Fence.

Royal Wedding schedule

PEMA (TD Staff) — Fri, 29 Apr 2011 05:47:23 +0000

A few people asking me if I know anything about the Royal Wedding.

I don't know anything about it and plan to not watch it.

Here are some information their wedding schedule. I found this information on varies website.

Their wedding schedule is about 9 am (London time)
(5am at Eastern Time / 2am Pacific time)
http://www.livestream.com/royalweddinglive

Other website say between 8:15am and 9:45am (London Time)
(3:15am - 4:45am EST Time / 12:15am -1:45 am PST time)
http://www.twirlit.com/2011/04/28/what-time-does-the-royal-wedding-start-complete-schedule-here/

CNN said midnight at PST time and 3am at EST Time.

So I really don't know for sure. Better watch it at early.

What channel on USA TV?
“The Early Show” on your local CBS station, “Good Morning America” on your local ABC channel, “Today” on NBC, Your local FOX channel, TLC, CNN, MSNBC, E!.

In Canada, City TV will also be covering the event with Breakfast Television.

in United Kingdom:
Probably on BBC, ITV, Sky but I am not sure.

I am sure there are plenty of other channel on your local TV.

If you have high speed or broadband connection. You can watch it live online.

Live Stream the Royal Wedding online.

(The second video window on that page, click the full screen button to see full screen)

It will probably show live online when the wedding starts

Other live stream video are:
http://www.ustream.tv/et-insider

On YouTube Live video
http://www.youtube.com/user/TheRoyalChannel

For other info. Just googling "Royal Wedding" on the www.google.com.