Author:
Kim Tooze
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Date Posted: 08:05:56 04/29/11 Fri
LA,
I know what you are going through, not from your prospective but from your son's. I am dyslexic and I put my parents through hell growing up. I was so tormented by my disabilities I took it out on them. My parents
were good parents, and I am very grateful that they never
gave up on me. One thing that I am very appreciate of is that didn't let me off the hook, they held my feet to the fire so to speak. I was expected to do the same work as everyone else in my class. It was frustrating, I had low self-esteem and I had to work so much harder then everyone else. However, it also meant that they thought I could do it and it gave me the conviction to keep trying. I think it would have been more scary if my parents said to me, that's ok, we know you can't do, we will let you do something easier. That would have meant to me that I really couldn't do it. My Mom worked with me every night, I would have tantrums over spelling words because I couldn't remember the spelling from one day to the next. Everything was a struggle and I felt so alone and different from my peers.
My high school years were an improvement. I was too proud to let anyone know I was dyslexic. I would get up in the middle of the night and study for hours. I was on the honor roll, a cheer leader in three different sports, captain of the volleyball team and softball team and on the leaders club. Then I would come home at night and take care of our horses. Spanish class was a nightmere for me, so finally, I let my parents get me a tutor. After that I started getting As.
I guess the main thing is to let your child know you love him too much to let him give up, and let him know he is not alone in his learning disability.
I wish him all the luck, and he can write to me if he would like. I am a PE teacher with 30 years in the profession.
Kim
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