Cece wears the receiver, and her teacher, Mrs. When she starts first grade in a mainstream school, she is given a “Phonic Ear.” She can hear, very well, but it’s the mid-1970s and the technology is clunky: The Phonic Ear is a big box Cece wears strapped to her chest, wires running from it up to her ears. Cece’s friend asks her if she wants “shoes” (juice) or a “goat.” Looking at the Coke bottle, she says, “I’ll have the goat!” Those cords though.” She hears much better but still has trouble understanding. Her mother coaxes her into trying her new hearing aid, which has a box she wears on a strap around her neck.
At first, like any newly and suddenly deafened person, she retreats into herself, scared and confused (“I stay close to Mama, no matter where she is”).
In this appealing graphic memoir by the children’s book author and illustrator Cece Bell, young Cece is only 4 when she comes down with meningitis.
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