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)