American Sign Language

Looking at your hands you wouldn`t
imagine music.

But when your ears are closed and
your eyes are open, you need your
hands to comunicate.

ASL (American Sign Language) is
like poetry.

Hands sway . . . hands float . . . hands move
to the left . . . right . . .
up and down.

The beautiful motions fly as free as a bird. By
using facial expressions and body
movements, it's like poetry with a
little bit of dancing-looking flowers
blossoming you think of ASL.

The life . . . love . . . and culture of
DEAFNESS.

Be proud of ASL . . .

© A Poem by
RAMONA ANN JONES
(Daughter of Karen Jones)