A Gift Or Just A Learning Disability

A Gift Or Just A Learning Disability


Dyslexia – is it a gift or is it just a learning disability…?

It took me quite a few years to figure out that having dyslexia doesn’t make you any different then anyone else; it doesn’t mean that you are a dumb person; it doesn’t mean you can’t do the same thing as other people.

To me, having dyslexia mean I learn in a different way then others. Words, writing, and reading, they don’t come natural to me, but I don’t complain, I work hard, read many book and I practice my writing skill.

Being dyslexic is a gift – I didn’t see it when I was younger, I didn’t even know why I was learning at a different pace the my class mates in Kiti K’Shan or Cassie Hall – but I now know it is a gift, not a cures, and definitely not just a learning disability.

For me I like to challenge my gift – or what most people call it “a disability.” I read book – I love them; but I haven’t always loved book, I use to despise reading. My written, the truth, since grade two I loved to write, but the only thing that got in my way was my spelling. I was terrible – I got my B’s and D’s or Q’s and P’s always mixed - I still am not good at my spelling but I find my ways around it.

I not ashamed that I have dyslexia, I’m actually rather proud, because I prove to not just me, but the world, that I can write good stories, and I can work around and with my gift – called dyslexia.