Personal Narrative: My First Deaf Event

The first deaf event that I went to was the on a cold Sunday morning with my mother, and I met up with my aunt and uncle. We lived in the outskirts of Charlotte and the church was downtown, so we got up at 9 o'clock in order to get dressed. My mother drove, and I used the GPS to navigate us to uptown Charlotte and ultimately to Charlotte Deaf Mission at First Baptist Church.
We went into the church and went up the stairs to the multi-media room. In there was a little break room where they served coffee. There I introduced my mother to the pastor of the church and Jeff, one of my uncle’s friends. The pastor was a hearing person, but could sign very well. Jeff was deaf, but I saw that he had a cochlear implant and was also an oralist, like my aunt. We signed to each other and they both remembered m e from coming to the church with my aunt last semester. I explained to them that I was still a junior in college, and that this was my last semester of ASL. They were
They made a couple of announcements with the girl in the front facing the audience and signing, and another women sitting right in front of her talking into a microphone. After the announcements were done, songs came up on the projector. Some people sang the words, but most everyone signed the songs. Once the songs were finished, then the pastor came up and talked. He said that the sermon would be about the curse of the man. Apparently, before I came they talked about the curse of the women about how God curse her relationship between her spouse and her children. That day they talked about Noah’s Ark and the curse that God placed on the world with the flood. We discccused the jusitification of destroying the earth, and the pastor talked about the severtity of the sin of the world. We discussed how he got the animal;s into the ark and he suggested that it was not Noah's doing at all but