
There's been support for the deaf here in Shrewsbury for well over a century. The
Church Mission to the Deaf and Dumb in South Staffordshire and Shropshire was
founded in 1856, establishing two small centres in Shropshire as well as
working in Wolverhampton. In 1955, that organisation purchased Brierley House
in Shrewsbury as a centre for deaf social and church activities. Then in 1963,
a local committee -The Shropshire Christian Association With Deaf People (SCAD)
- was established to oversee the delivery of services in Shropshire.
In 1993 South
Staffs and Shropshire separated, SCAD became an independent charity and the
Shropshire Deaf Association took over Brierley House, which it held until
2002. In 2004, the Woodford
Foundation was set up by four retired professionals, including Doreen Woodford,
who had worked throughout their careers with sensory-impaired children and
their families, in particular overseas. Since then the two organizations
continued to operate in tandem until their merger last week.
Interestingly, Doreen
never wanted an organization named after her. That was thrust upon her by the
Foundation’s other Trustees, in recognition of what her name stood for in the
deaf community worldwide. We’re
talking here about a woman whose exploits included sneaking into Afghanistan
during the Taliban’s rule, disguised beneath a burka, to bring support to that
country’s deaf community; flying fearlessly into the Congo; even taking on
Somalia, coercing men with machine guns to allow her to pass through.
The same can be
said of the UK too. ‘Maybe people
don’t see deafness as a matter of being cursed,’ Mat said, ‘but our society
isn’t much better at helping the deaf to find their place.’
In Tanzania, the
Woodford Foundation has done a great deal of work assisting deaf children in
their out-of-school lives, which is often when they have nowhere else to go.
They’ve worked with parents too, and their first vocational training centre for
the deaf was opened in 2010, run by nationally qualified and accredited
staff. Woodford was proud to be
involved in that scheme, helping to provide appropriate teaching that was
funded by the Tanzanian government.
The Woodford
Foundation, and now Signal, very much see their role as one of project
management. They don’t have staff
on the ground working in their name, but work instead with overseas
partners. ‘It’s important to build
capacity locally,’ Mat said, ‘so that local people can undertake the training
themselves. If we go out, it’s only as observers. We’re the catalyst, you could say, bringing together money
and help, and formulating plans and programmes to be implemented by trained and
trusted outreach workers and volunteers from the deaf community.’
‘In a situation
like this,’ said Mat, ‘we’ll work with teachers to look at learning methods
that improve deaf children’s chances.
Placing them at the front of class, for example, or making sure that
teachers talk whilst facing children rather than with their back to them,
whilst writing on the board – these simple things don’t cost anything to
implement, but they make a great difference.’
This is where
James’s work comes into its own.
He’s been busy liaising with hard-of-hearing groups, social workers,
councils and other gatekeepers, working towards creating a deaf and
hard-of-hearing hub. Sometimes
he’ll sit in on audiology clinics,
other times he'll drop in on the See/Hear van on its regular visits around Shropshire’s care homes, bringing advice to the hard of hearing,
including practical help with hearing aids.
James also sets
up focus groups. ‘But the deaf are nervous of groups,’ he said. ‘That’s when
they notice their impairment most.’
Even so, a number of groups are operating in the region, and James is
working with clinical commissioning groups to find a place in Shrewsbury where
they can meet - somewhere hopefully that could offer access to a variety of users. ‘Did you
know,’ James said, ‘that 43% of people who go to their GP about hearing
problems don’t get referred on?’ I didn’t, and I was shocked. That’s a very high percentage.
Both
organizations were dealing with the same issues, raising awareness and working
against stigma and isolation.
Everybody agreed they were a ‘good fit’. It was healthy for a Shropshire-based organization to have
an international dimension, and for an international organization to have a
base back in the UK, working as part of a localized community, gave it a
rootedness it wouldn’t otherwise have had.
Whether her name
has gone or not, Doreen Woodford won’t be forgotten. If you want to read the fascinating interview Mat conducted
with her in September 2010, I can't recommend it highly enough. If you want to know more about
Signal, here's their website, and here's the Shropshire Star article about their launch. Or, if you want, you can still see the old Woodford Foundation website and
read some of their back newsletters.
Oh, and one
final word. I’ve been using this
phrase ‘the deaf community’, however, according to Mat, it’s not just one
community but a series of them, all under the one banner. There are the sign language users [‘the
noisiest language in the world’ somebody once said, and having witnessed a
group of deaf teenagers exuberantly signing on a train, I know what they
meant]. There are those who lip
read – and historically speaking Shropshire has always been a lip-reading
county. There are those who use
hearing aids, whose deafness most probably is the result of a loss of hearing
at some point in their lives. And there those of us who struggle with the
effects of tinatus.
As I write this,
I can hear a swishing noise in my ears.
First time I realized this was happening, I was in a hammock, in a Welsh
wood, beside the sea. It was the
middle of the night. Half way through telling myself how much I was enjoying
the silence, I realized a] that it wasn’t silent – I could hear the sea – and
b] it wasn’t the sea; it was me.
Since then the swishing has upped the ante. Now I hear a giddying roar
of static every time a bus goes by.
Sometime I’ll have to go to the doctor. Hopefully I won’t be one of James’s 43%. I only tell you this, not to garner
sympathy, but to make the point that deafness isn’t ‘out there’ happening to
‘someone else’. It can happen to any of us.
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