P-E-N-C-I-L
In addition to already teaching the most lessons in the largest and perhaps most misbehaved class in school, I was given yet another student on Monday, bringing the class total to 11. The maximum for a deaf class at my school is 12. I was given this student on Monday, and the deputy head teacher said,
we think he’ll fit into class one, but I don’t know his name. I’ll find out and be right back.
Well, that conversation took place on Monday, and I have not heard since what the boy’s name is. They had it in a file some where in the office, but someone seems to have misplaced the file and now, we cannot figure out his name. He doesn’t know how to spell his name, therefore he can’t tell us. So today, I tried asking the rest of the class what his name is. They all understand the alphabet pretty well and can fingerspell each other’s name. They responded simultaneously by telling me his sign name. This is a good way to identify him using sign, but I would like to know what his actual name is. I asked one of the brighter students to fingerspell the unknown student’s name. And he proceeded to fingerspell:
P-E-N-C-I-L.
Pencil?
Yes, pencil.
I asked the rest of the class who can fingerspell his name. Another one of the bright students eagerly raised his hand and he too proceeded to fingerspell:
P-E-N-C-I-L.
Its been three days and the student remains nameless.
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