I just had the great satisfaction of reading, and the great sorrow of finishing, Lydia Denworth's latest masterpiece, I CAN HEAR YOU WHISPER.
I kind of expected as much, being that Denworth's first book, TOXIC TRUTH, blew my lead-weighted socks off. Who knew that a book about two guys battling the lead industry could be so riveting? But in the hands of a great writer... (And in case you haven't yet had the pleasure of reading TOXIC TRUTH, one important take-away is that we all owe a profound debt of gratitude to geologist Clair Patterson and pediatrician Herbert Needleman for our children's low lead levels.)
But back to I CAN HEAR YOU WHISPER-- While grappling with how best to help her third child, Alex, who was diagnosed with profound hearing loss when a toddler, Denworth investigates the worlds of hearing, language acquisition, literacy, neuroplasticity, brain development, and Deaf culture. Deafness involves so much more than the physical ear. I unexpectedly gained a better understanding and acceptance of my own struggles with auditory and language processing, even with reading.
Denworth approaches her exploration with equal amounts heart, intelligence, and curiosity, a journalist's tenacity, a fiction writer's sense of story, and the vulnerable questioning of a parent. Though she and her husband ultimately opt to get their son a cochlear implant, Denworth is careful to include and validate the opposing viewpoints of the Deaf community.
My 87 year old aunt texted me at 1 am, a few weeks after I gave her a copy of the book as a gift, and had this to say: "I began reading I Can Hear You Whisper this evening and find the writing exquisite. It demands acute attention. Thank you for the beauty of this experience." Yeah, what she said.