My brother is deaf. He lost his hearing at a young age due to an illness. My memories are a bit hazy because I was still young back then, but I remember he became terribly depressed. He struggled to communicate, which led to frequent arguments.I slowly started learning sign language and my brother became more cheerful as he made friends. In his teen years, he’d go out to parties (even though he couldn’t hear the music!). One time, we went to a music festival with a group of friends and were so surprised to see an interpreter on the side of the stage doing a rap song with sign language.I realized that even without sound, interpreters can convey messages and vibes with passion.It’s an amazing form of expression that transcends both music and sign language.

How does it feel to be in a soundless world? It’s something I think about a lot when I’m with my brother. Even if I try covering my ears, I don’t think it feels the same for him.But I’m sure we all see the world differently. Maybe we hear different sounds, too.I enjoy being a bridge between things that are not connected.

I’m an interpreter. But I don’t just want to interpret words.I want to share the beauty of the world with as many people as possible, while at the same time blending new values in my own unique way.