Good evening, everyone. I know you are still eating but we have to keep the night moving or you will be home at midnight.
So for those of you who don't know me, I'm Tammy Litts. I'm the executive director at Albuquerque Speech, Language and Hearing Center. [applause]
That might sound like a big title to a lot of you but those of you who work for a small business who are a non profit know that's really not the case.
It's my job really to work with a group of volunteers that come to our center monthly to donate their time to make sure that we are doing what we are supposed to be doing and treating the patients we are supposed to be treating.
They are a group of volunteers that put this wonderful Gala together for you guys tonight. You guys know our Board of Directors and they volunteer their time so let's give them a great hand.
[applause]
And it's also my job to put together a group of Audiologists and Speech Language Pathologists that come and treat our patients.
These are some of the best in the state. I got a couple here who always say I can't say that but I know that it's true and she is smiling.
And these people could work anywhere. They have worked other places that pay them a lot more but they choose to work for us because of what we do, who we are and the people we help.
And then there is our admin staff.
These people are the front line of the Center. They come in every day. They advocate for our patients.
They make sure they have insurance coverage and if they don't, how are we going to pay for this and how are we going to get a prior authorization and they do all of that.
Okay why? Why do these people do that? I mean, my gosh, that's a lot of work, right?
Let me tell you, it's because of the patients we see and we get our gratification from seeing these patients and interacting with them.
As a matter of fact, this past year a good friend of mine gave me an electronic ...
it's electric fireplace and it was put it in my office and the kids come down the hall way and they love coming in my office.
Even over the goldfish, go figure, fireplace over a goldfish. (audience laughs)
There is this one little boy who hadn't spoke a word since he started at the Center.
And he came into my office today and turned me around and he looked right at that fireplace and he told me, it's your turn, you turn it on.
Clear as a bell from a boy who hadn't said a word when he started with us. That's our gratification.
And it's also meeting this woman who comes into my office and she is this wonderful woman and has such a history with our Center.
She has been there probably since the beginning but not really the beginning. But she has become my friend and I asked her one day,
I said, would you come and speak at our Gala because
people need to hear what you have to say and she said, "yes."
And I would like to introduce Kathleen Myers to you.
[applause]
Thank you Tammy for that wonderful welcome. I really appreciate it.
I have to admit I'm a little nervous standing here seeing a sea of faces. So, if I have a little emotion in my voice, you know why. (audience chuckles)
Can everyone hear me okay?
(Audience-"yes!")
My husband is reminding me to turn on the clicker. Can everyone in the back hear me okay?
(Audience-"yes!")
I wanted to share with you, The Journey. Time has gone by bringing oneself to a full circle.
I often reflect on how my personal journey of language, speech and hearing started. How it created an unexpected path for me, for my future over 50 years ago.
At that time, I entered this silent world, a world of no sound to very young hearing parents. As my dad likes to tell people, we have three children, two who are Deaf and one who will not listen.
(Audience laughter)
My mom wondered, how she is going to raise two Deaf children?
My dad was concerned. Yet, he was undaunted for providing for the family. He knew that he had to provide much needed services for his Deaf children.
My mom became an advocate for her children. Yet, my mom anguished with the thoughts of....... my children are Deaf.....
Would they ever be able to speak... let alone hear? Would they, David and Kathleen ever be able to say verbally say "I love you mom."
Would they ever be able to participate, hear and live and work in the hearing world if they cannot hear or talk?
How will I help my children succeed?
This story actually began before I was born, with my older brother David. My grandmother noticed that David loved to bang on the pots and pans as loudly as he could
and my family noticed that David would not turn his head when his name was called.
So my mom had his hearing tested only to find out that David had a severe hearing loss.
Those questions became the driving force for my mom to find answers before she discovered the Albuquerque Speech, Language and Hearing Center known fondly as The Center.
It was a relatively newly established non profit agency that had opened its doors for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing on October 15th, 1952.
In 1963, The Center became our family's guide post of Hope.
My parents had to face two options. One was to send my brother away to a Deaf school where professionals had told my parents once he graduates perhaps he could train as a baker.
They felt that his potential was limited with just those words.
The second option which in 1960 was very controversial. And that was the Oral approach and therefore, to send him to the preschool program at The Center.
Once David was accepted, my mom was still in disbelief. And could not ... did not even bring him to school.
After all, David was two and a half years old and he would put clocks up next to his cheek to feel the vibration and try to imitate the sounds.
They just couldn't believe it.
So The Center's director Maryann Holpp followed through and she called my mom and told my mom if you want David to succeed, you need to bring him to school NOW.
From that moment on, Maryann Holpp became my mom's trusty mentor because she was a truly a pioneer in believing in the Oral approach and believing that Deaf and Hard of Hearing children could do anything.
As the years passed, it became my turn to follow my brother's foot steps. The little boy in the back, that's my brother. He had been .
(Technical Difficulties) Could someone check the microphone? Can anyone hear me? Audience replies, "no".
Okay, let's see, it seems we have a technical issue.
(feedback from mic) Sorry about that.
Can everyone hear me now? (audience replies, "yes!")
Anyways, as I was saying that's my brother in the back.
So, As the years passed, it became my turn to follow my brother's foot steps. He had been attending The Center for about two years at this point.
By this time my parents knew what to do. After all, David had already paved the way.
Despite my mom's suspicions of my deafness, they still had to follow with the hearing test.
As my mom walked into the hallway carrying me after finding out the result, she was feeling crestfallen and resigned even though she had her premonitions.
Dorothy Formea, the preschool teacher came up to her and asked what the results?
My mom says, Kathleen was diagnosed with a severe hearing loss. Dorthy, she looked at my mom and throws up her arms and goes Hallelujah! (audience chuckles)
And those words made my mom feel at ease because she knew I was in good hands.
Each day my mom would wait for us while we were receiving services at The Center. As she waited, my mom often volunteered in the classroom.
Our classroom was very simple. It consisted of tables, chairs and a few instructional posters.
And an all time favorite item was the wooden kitchen play set that you see right over here.
And that was donated by the Phi... the Gamma Phi Beta sorority at the Center's 10 year anniversary.
They also provided the auditory training equipment and furnished the waiting room at The Center. These tools provided much needed service and support for the clients.
The services were for all ages providing hearing health care, identification of hearing disorders, hearing tests, hearing aids and speech therapy programs.
Although The Center has moved a few times since, that wooden kitchen play set is still a fixture today after 52 years.
In the classroom, Dorthy Formea was truly an outstanding teacher. She went above and beyond the traditional teachings.
She would be on the floor with the children ensuring she was eye level to us and constantly working on words and auditory training.
Day in and day out.
We would look at Mrs. Formea or as we called her Dor -thee.
She would work on our lessons which rarely varied on a typical day, the children sitting in a semi circle and she would say, Today is Mon-----daaay.
Say Mon-----daaay. And we would have to put our fingers on our neck so we could feel the vibration.
We would have to repeat that word Mon-----daaay until she was satisfied.
She would state, "stand up" and asking, "is it sun-nny or cloud--dy outside?
The kids would run to the window and gaze in wonder. And we would have to bring back our answers. We would have to say sun-nny Or cloud--dy
During the lessons, my classmates all with various technology on their ears from behind the ear to the box style to the headset which the teacher's voice would go directly into their ears from the microphone
each of us would fidget, you know how preschoolers do.
Look how young all of us look up there and for those who are curious. I'm the one in the blue dress.
(audience laughs)
Anyhow, sometimes we would sit there quietly absorbing our lessons. Imagine, snack time was not even a break.
It was a continuation of lessons. We had to say juice please. Cracker please.
Play time consisted of playing ..I'm sorry... play time consisted of cooking. And saying water, sink, hot around our kitchen play set that I showed you guys earlier.
Dorthy would exaggerate the word hot. Hot, hot, hot. So we would learn the meaning of hot as well as understanding it verbally and hearing it.
Our lessons went beyond the walls of the classroom. Into our homes and into our lives and into the future to present day.
There was no break as I recall. Looking intently at my mother I would cock my best ear to best hear her and turning her poor little neck to my best vantage point...
and she complains she has neck problems to this day.
(Audience laughter)
Anyways, I would listen every day constantly listening day in and day out.
Paul versus ball. To show the puh and the buh sound.
Paul, ball. Ball..... the ball is red. The ball is round. Roll the ball. Say ball.
Trying to say the word ball at the tender age of one and a half for the next four years.
Those words constantly repeated to train my ears in listening, words repeated to enforce my speech training.
Where is the ball? Bring me the ball. Does Paul have the ball? Ball. Apple. Momma. Da--vad for David. Ball is round. I want. Please.
Until each word was mastered verbally and auditorily. Even using lip reading skills that developed over time.
Every word became a lesson. Every word was to be heard. Repeated and mastered and it continues to this day.
This would be equivalent of placing a hearing child in a soundproof room and teaching them a foreign language.
However, that hearing child had one advantage, that they know the sounds exist.
A hard of hearing child however does not. So it takes time for that hard of hearing child to associate sounds and words.
To mimic and to put together vowels and consonants and merge them into a word. Let alone sentences. They have to utilize lip reading, listening, and saying the word.
In the early 1960s, my brother David was fitted with the latest technology, hearing aid technology. He had a box like device strapped around his chest.
Being younger in 1967 I had the advantage of the newer technology which was behind the ears as you can't even see my hearing aids in the picture.
Technology has truly moved so quickly in such a short period of time.
It was here at The Center where we got our first experience in the sound booth.
It was here where we first heard sound with our hearing aids.
It was here where we received speech and language services.
It was here where I attended preschool with other children like myself.
It was here where we celebrated many birthdays
Because of it being "HERE," the Center became our other home.
The Center believed strongly in social skills and they would invite other hearing children to ummmm I messed up a little bit. backing up.
The Center believed strongly in social skills and they would invite other children for us to interact with so we could practice our emergent skills of communication.
At one of these interactions my hearing sister, you know... the one that won't listen,
(audience laughs)
she tells the teacher Dorthy with her arms crossed, Dorthy, I don't have hearing aids and I can't hear. Can I go to this school.
(audience awws/chuckles)
Without the training I had received from The Center, I would not have been mainstreamed upon entering elementary school.
After all, it was at The Center where I learned the socialization skills required to intermingle. I learned the basic language of words and auditory skills.
no.....it wasn't perfect, I have to admit that.
During elementary age school one morning my dad had jumped into the shower and he forgot to lock the door.
Hearing someone in the bathroom he peaked out behind the shower curtain and he says, Kathleen, do you mind?
And I then responded to what I thought I had heard and said, "yes, daddy. I'm yours."
(audience laughs)
Of course, what I heard my dad had said... or what I thought I heard was, "Kathleen, are you mine?"
(audience laughs)
After an illness in elementary school I was unable to return for the remainder of the year.
However, it was a relief because I had someone on my side, my Aunt. She is a certified teacher and she took over my lessons as well as my speech and language therapy for the remaining of the year. .
She continued the same methods as the Center did in the year's past.
Throughout the years I would return to the Center.
and get new hearing aids. I would get fitted for ear molds.
I would even return during college for speech and language therapy because I had lost my (more) hearing and I wanted to keep up my skills.
and in the early 1980s, I wanted to explore on becoming a teacher for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing.
The Center welcomed me as a volunteer during my high school summer years and this is where I blossomed.
I discovered I wanted a career in working in social services with this population.
I had the privilege of working alongside with Dorthy Formea in the preschool and I got to witness the same ingrained lessons of long ago, still being practiced.
Here the Center I loved being a role model for the children and a resource for their parents.
To share my knowledge and my experiences.
It was at The Center and under the tutelage of the Director, Maryann Holpp and Dorthy Formea
is where I learned a valuable lesson of "paying it forward."
Dorthy was truly incredible. She had a loud booming voice and a never ending enthusiasm.
She had a loving way of making each child feel special.
She certainly was a passionate advocate and a mentor to many children at The Center.
I wanted to carry on her passion to be like her.
I relied heavily on my speech skills, my lip reading skills and my auditory skills and an internal determination that I acquired from the Center and from my parents.
I continued on to get my Bachelor's Degree in Psychology and a Masters in Social Work.
I went on to work for the public schools and at a Deaf Center.
Amazingly, I had many of my former preschoolers from my summer volunteer job.
These preschoolers were now in middle school and high school
And it was such a joy to see how they had progressed, utilizing the same skills and foundation that I got from the Center.
As a social worker, I worked specifically with Deaf and Hard of Hearing... children and adults
providing the bridge of communication, ensuring that they received the support they needed.
Many of my classmates and my former students had moved on......
becoming an electrician, a communications specialist, a pharmacist, a human resource manager, just to name a few.
My brother David who started this journey before I did... continued on ...
getting his Bachelor's degree in Engineering and a Master's in Teaching. Today he teaches ASL, American Sign Language to hearing high school students.
I am a wife of 22 years and a mom of three boys in a hearing household that is loud, chaotic and rowdy. Trust me, it is very chaotic in my house.
(audience laughs)
But I can hear all of this and I can interact with.
As a mom I even found myself utilizing speech and language methods for one of my own children,
a preschooler whose speech was delayed for a short time and I got him caught up with his peers.
Today I volunteer with Cochlear Americas
and with The Center which allows me to continue to pay it forward.
for those with a hearing loss, to help them find hope , support, and resources...
All of which, the Center remains in the forefront in both services and in hearing technology
As I stand here sharing my story that started over 50 years ago
I need to thank each person who has worked at the Center.....
I need to thank each person who has contributed to the Center.....
From the beginnings in the 1950s through the years and it continues to present day.
Because with you, with the Center's passion of helping others,
that Beacon of Hope did become an achievement for my parents, for my brother and myself.
I would love to see this honored tradition of hope continue for others... today, tomorrow and in the future.
Just like it did for my family 53 years ago.
I must end this story. I could talk all night.
(audience laughs)
If you like me to,
but I need to end this story thanking my parents, Richard and Cecilia
sitting over there at our table for successfully raising two
[applause]
I have to thank them for raising two successfully .... successfully raising two severe Deaf and hard of hearing children
and for one hearing child that still won't listen, she is right there
(audience laughs)
And for my Aunt Chia, or Lucille, over here... who provided a never ending support
which all started with Hope at the Albuquerque Speech, Language and Hearing Center.
Thank you for letting me present tonight and it's been an honor. [applause]
(applause...standing ovation)
I don't know if I'm supposed to continue on or wait for someone to come on up. Thank you. [applause]
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