“For the nicest Auggie Doll in the world! XO Maya.” Six months ago stuff like that would never have happened,
but now it happens more and more. Also, people have been really nice about the hearing aids I started wearing.
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Ever since I was little, the doctors told my parents that someday I'd need hearing aids.
I don't know why this always freaked me out a bit: maybe because anything to do with my ears bothers me a lot.
My hearing was getting worse, but I hadn't told anyone about it. The ocean sound that was always in my head had been getting louder.
It was drowning out people's voices, like I was underwater. I couldn't hear teachers if I sat in the back of the class.
But I knew if I told Mom or Dad about it, I'd end up with hearing aids—
and I was hoping I could make it through the fifth grade without having that happen.
But then in my annual checkup in October I flunked the audiology test and the doctor was like, “Dude, it's time.”
And he sent me to a special ear doctor who took impressions of my ears.
Out of all my features, my ears are the ones I hate the most. They're like tiny closed fists on the sides of my face.
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