A conversation with my daughter that I’ll never forget (and there isn’t a typo – she often misses out parts of words). This was the first time she heard birdsong.

“Mummy what at?”
“What is what?”
“Birds singing.”
“I like it.”



My daughter is deaf, and I am hearing. We aren’t different, we are the same.
Unfortunately much of the hearing world doesn’t treat everyone the same. There’s also the ‘joy’ of the postcode lottery as different parts of England automatically provide different levels of support for deaf children, this applies to both medical and educational needs.
I can’t give qualified advice about deafness but I can tell you about some of the battles that have to be fought, even though all children have a legal right to an education. I can also tell you about the magical moments.