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Wednesday 2 May 2012

Did I cross my Ts

I beat my self down yesterday while reading an article I posted the other day; an un-edited post.
I wondered how the readers would have felt reading the article, whether indeed they finished reading the article or were turned off. I sat with my sisters working through the editing process when a topic my elder sister discussed with me came to mind.

It is a technique used to help others "teachers and parents" associate with people with dyslexia and it is simple enough. At this point I should highlight that, there are different forms of dyslexia, some are very gifted mathematically others are not, others are more creatively gifted. Ultimately however, to relate to a dyslexic, teachers and parents are taken through a process where they are requested to write with their left hands if they are right handed and vise-visa while being dictated to. The pattern of dictation increases in pace.

The end result generally shows frustration on the part of the participants and a good number would have the inclination to stop participating long before the exercise is finished. Even without taking part it is easy to picture the frustration one might feel having to write with the otherwise weak hand, while being dictated to. More so if and when the one dictating the sentence refuses to repeat and just carries on, because one or two have got the gribs of the excersise.

The excerse is meant to show how frustrated a dyslexic would feel in situations where their teachers are impatient and unsupportive explaining why potentially, someone with dsylexic would lose concentration and start dudling and engaging in other activities in the class when expected to pay attention.

To be a good teacher is to be like the Shepherd who lost one sheep and went out searched long and hard to bring that one sheep back to the folk. Another parable to add; if you find a treasure box with missing keys and with the awareness that it holds treasures, do you abandon such find or do you find other ways to get to the treasure it holds.

Living with dsylexia means growing a thicker skin. I have read so many dyslexic jokes on the net, yet those aware they have such conditions are the lucky ones because without the awareness, it is difficult to understand why others are quick to pick up information when they are being thought; where as others absorb the same information slowly.

Add your own experience and story to the discussion in the comment box below. For a more confidential resource email dey.help@gmail.com

By: Kodjo Deynoo

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