me look in the big mirror at how the hearing aids looked in the back.
My hair covered most of the headband. The only part that peeked out
was the tubing.
“Are you okay with your new bionic Lobot hearing aids?” the ear
doctor asked, looking in the mirror at me.
“Yeah,” I said. “Thank you.”
“Thank you so much, Dr. James,” said Mom.
The first day I showed up at school with the hearing aids, I thought
kids would make a big deal about it. But no one did. Summer was
glad I could hear better, and Jack said it made me look like an FBI
agent or something. But that was it. Mr. Browne asked me about it in
English class, but it wasn’t like, what the heck is that thing on your
head?! It was more like, “If you ever need me to repeat something,
Auggie, make sure you tell me, okay?”
Now that I look back, I don’t know why I was so stressed about it
all this time. Funny how sometimes you worry a lot about something
and it turns out to be nothing.
joyce
(Joyce)
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