There was no response. I tried crumpling up a small piece to throw into the room but I couldn't get it between the jamb and the door. I pounded on the gray metal, thinking they might feel the vibration. I must have stood there for 20 minutes, hoping Dad might come out to get ice from down the hall or perhaps go to the car to retrieve a bag. But he didn't. There was no way that night to get the attention of my deaf parents. I walked back to my dorm." Being the child of deaf parents and the deaf child of hearing parents can be a tough situation. There are many passages in the book that substantiate this, but if I were to delve into them, they would become the whole 5 page limit for this paper. There are many devices used to aid the deaf in everyday activity. Mentioned in the book are the flashing light for when the doorbell and phone ring, a cry box that flashes when the baby cries, the TTY for the phone, pulsing light alarm clock, vibrating bed alarm clock, and so on. I personally have had experience with using TTY, well, placing calls through the California Relay Service at least. Sometimes my friend would talk, others he would have the operator read his messages to me. I would talk too fast sometimes, and when the operator would ask me to repeat myself, I would sometimes forget what it was that I wanted to say. Lou Ann's parents tried to avoid talking in public, they used a pen and paper to write back and forth with whomever they were trying to communicate with. Where I was working there was a deaf woman, and this is how she managed to talk with people. I tried signing to her a little, but since she is in her sixties is my guess, she may have been taught by oralist means. Then again, I am not all that great in my signing yet, which quiet easily could have been a factor. The deaf are subjected to peoples" stares and they have feelings of isolation. Kids at school mocked sign language, and Lou Ann's parents were even denied service at places.