Last weekend, i watched Spiderman 3 with open captions at the local theatre. The movie started after a long 15 minute session of previews, but there weren't any open-captions. So I got up and went to see the movie theatre attendant to see if this particular theatre is supposed to have open-captions. He verified, and he went to turn it on. I was thinking... that's all they have to do? Push a button to turn it on? Hmm... why do they set up weird times to have the movie open-captioned? I know... it's the marketing and the demographics. And that people don't want to "read" the captions. Blah, blah. Whatever!
Summary: I'm not bothering to write up a summary since most people know what it is about. Spiderman saves the city of New York. What else? :)
Review: I didn't know what to expect from Spiderman 3. I haven't seen Spiderman 1 or 2. All I knew about Spiderman was that he likes to climb skyscrapers and fly using his spider web thingy. The movie started with the most boring, no... one of the more boring... beginnings that I've seen. It took 45 minutes to actually get to the "meat" of the story. There was a lot of action. There was that classic fight between good and evil. The plot focuses on what one can do with the evil and how it impacts the character. There was a love story intertwined in the story, which I think attracts the female viewers, i.e. chicks. I think the movie was trying to be an action film for men and a chick flick for women. As you can tell, I was not totally impressed with the movie, and I was bored with the movie.
Rating: Sorry Spiderman fans... I'll have to give it a 2 1/2 stars out of 5.
When my parents found out that I am deaf, my mom did the research finding the services that I would need. She made sure that I got the education that I needed. It was agreed that I go to the program for the deaf in a public school about 30 miles away at the age of 5. There were two tracks in that program: oral and manual communication. Looking at what they taught in both tracks, my mom decided that oral was the better of the two, because the classes that used manual communication were for those who really struggled with school. She felt that I needed the “best” education possible, not "watered-down" education.
So I was enrolled in the oral program where there were several self-contained classes. In addition, I was mainstreamed in the hearing classroom for math and reading, depending upon the teacher. However, as I was moving up to higher grades from kindergarten, she learned that I wasn't learning science and social studies in the self-contained classroom. She fought for me to learn; I was mainstreamed for science and social studies in the hearing classroom in fifth grade, finally. Eventually I was mainstreamed for all subjects except for English. In my senior year, I was fully mainstreamed. To this day, I thank my mom for fighting for my education.
My parents felt that I needed to learn sign language, even though I went to an oral program. At first, all three of us went to the sign language class, which was taught by a deaf man. My mom tried her best, yet she struggled. It was agreed that my dad would learn the signs, while mom would use speech and gestures. I admire my mom for trying. It's the effort that matters to me. She really puts her heart into communication. She made sure that I understood her. I couldn't bluff with my mom, like some people could with their families. She worked hard to make sure that I learn vocabulary and academic content. She loved to see me apply what I learn to life. Without my parents, I wouldn't be where I am today.
My mom has always been there for me in both good and bad times. She is a very strong person. She listens to me and gives advice that she feels strongly about. She shows her love by her hugs, her smiles, her teaching, and her endeavors.
Thank you, Mom!