In all nearly 30 years of my life, I’ve never been to a Deaf club.
I’m talking about Deaf clubs like Stanmore (Sydney) and Jolimont (Melbourne).
Those Deaf clubs were vibrant and so rich of community spirit. Deaf people of all ages got together in one place to catch up and make new friends. Young Deaf people listened eagerly to stories told by older Deaf people.
That, I have never experienced.
I haven’t had many encounters and opportunities to sit down with an older Deaf person (the age of my grandparents) to learn about the past of the Deaf community, be it from the 1920s, 1930s and so on.