With the start of school last year came a whirlwind of activity. There was much time spent advocating for an interpreter for Shea, as well as staying with her at school until one was found. The main problem was that there were no certified interpreters in our area. This is mainly due, of course, to the fact that this area pays them so little that even local individuals who attend the interpreter program at a local university that they tend to move to other areas affording them larger salaries. After giving news interviews (Yes, sweet Shea is officially a TV star! http://www.dothanfirst.com/story/shortage-of-interpreters-creates-classroom-barrier/d/story/Hw2XlvI5m0KxDyooeSecBA) and talking via phone and e-mail with anyone and everyone who would listen, we finally got Shea's interpreter. It actually came about because a a lady in the norther part of the state saw Shea on the news and contacted a friend of hers who is Deaf and told her that she would be able to be Shea's interpreter because she has years of experience as an educator for the Deaf and, obviously, is fluent in ASL. This was a huge blessing to us because, as it turned out, we already knew this wonderful lady from attending Deaf Family Christian Fellowship! As a matter of fact, she had even been to our house before! She had been unaware that she would be able to be Shea's interpreter. Overjoyed by this news, we met with Shea's new interpreter, giving her the ins and outs of what the students do in class and giving her a list of all the classmates and teachers so that she could familiarize herself with them. And so, for the last couple weeks of school, Shea had an interpreter whom she knew and was comfortable with. All seemed to be going well.

Yesterday was that meeting. We went to the Open House at the school and saw Shea's teacher, as well as her new interpreter. She seems quite nice and Shea got along quite well while we were there. We also met some of her new classmates. It turns out that, because of having to fill the full time schedule of this new interpreter, Shea had to have her class days switched.
So, in the end we got what we needed - an interpreter for our daughter. Is everything exactly as we had hoped? Not by a long shot! Will we ever get everything we want for our daughter's education? Certainly not in the public school system. For now, we have done our best to provide her with what she needs, but in order for her to receive what we believe to be the absolute best education, we will have to make some huge changes in the near future. What does it mean? Well, stay tuned as our family embarks on the road less traveled....