Sometimes Laughter IS the best medicine.
"It's funny what kids hear us adults say sometimes...
Last night at bedtime we were talking about different people we need to remember in our prayers, and our son mentioned a girl about whom they had apparently made an announcement at school. A girl in kindergarten who was "born death," he said. Near as we could figure, he meant someone in kindergarten had had a stillborn sibling. No, it was the kindergartner herself who was "born death" and she was "still death." We were so puzzled! Then he explained, "But to help her not be death, they put eggplants in her ears."
The above story was part of a message on the CI-Circle listserv and is used with permission.
This is something I spied in a book my son was reading, 99 More Useless Japanese Inventions by Kenji Kawakami. The text reads:
Early 19th Century Street Vendor Wearing Speakers
Mondegreen - a mistake one makes hearing something, mistaking it for something else. The following Mondegreens are either ones most of us hear when listening to music, or rather unique ones, as you will see. In a parent's discussion group I belong to we were sharing these and decided they were too hysterical to keep to ourselves. Enjoy!
If you've enjoyed these, you'll find more Mondegreens on these other Websites:
Errors occur in Captioning of CC-TV all the time. Here are some that we have seen or that have been reported to us:
I'm not making fun of CART providers, just smiling at some of the things that end up on the screen due to the complexity of the system and the English language.
The Practice by Jenny Loehr M.A. CCC-SLP - A cartoon for and about Speech Pathologists and Audiologists
The Night Before HoH Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes they'd be stuffed with new ALDS to wear
We all were nestled all snug in our beds,
Our hearing aids lay next to our heads
And I in my kerchief, and Pa in his cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long Silent nap
When our on the lawn
there arose such a clatter,
But I couldn't hear, so what did it matter
When grumpy ol' Pa poked me awake
I said "Go back to bed, for goodness sake!"
But he pulled me from bed to show me the sight
Of the moon shining on
snow in the mid-winter's night
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But jolly St. Nick with an aid in each ear
And eight tiny reindeer with a sleigh to pull,
Crammed full of presents for us all to mull.
I threw up the sash and yelled "Hi St. Nick!"
But he didn't hear, didn't hear me a lick
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled and waved and signed them by name,
"Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen!
On Comet! On Cupid! On Donder and Blixen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew,
With a sleigh full of ALDs, and St. Nicholas too
And then in a twinkling, I felt on the roof
The prancing the pawing of each little hoof.
As I put on my aids and turned on the sound,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of ALDs he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes - how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His mouth was hidden by a fluffy white beard
I couldn't read his lips, so he couldn't be heared!
His battery pack has held tight in his teeth,
As he ripped it open and tripped over a wreath.
The batteries clattered all over the floor,
He crawled all around and found them by the door.
"Ah!" he sighed, as he put them in
"It sure feels good to hear again!"
He stood up tall and glanced all around
Searching to see if he had yet been found.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself.
With a wink of his eye and a sign of good cheer,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to fear.
He spoke not a word but went straight to work
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
His eyes twinkled knowing I would be pleased
Finding my stockings filled with A L D's
And before he rose up the chimney to part,
He signed this message with all his heart,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!"
-Author Unknown
Curious to know what people who are hard of hearing have to go through with their every day communication? Here's a humorous passage that may give you just a bit of insight. This passage is not really about a hard of hearing person trying to communicate, but it does give the reader an idea of the frustrations faced by breakdowns in communication.
