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Date Posted: 11:41:57 09/03/09 Thu
Dyslexia runs in my family. I was tested about 1982 and the test was inconclusive at George Washington University in the USA capital.
My Father as a child had dyslexia and his mother had dyslexia as well at the time. Back in the 1950s Grandma found someone specializing in this for the most part unknown/ignored problem who taught my Father to read so my young dad in turn taught his Mom to read by using some tricks but I am not privy to the exact nature how it was done.
Short story my Grandmother once she unlocked the way to stop the letters from moving on her as she read. (I think partly by underlining words with a pencil as she read.) She found that she enjoyed reading very, very much.
My Father became a Doctor of Dental Surgury/DDS Dentist who loves to read history books.
I realize that there is a range of different levels of difficulty of Dyslexia for those who have it. I did reverse my bees and dees in writing and it takes me a little bit longer to accomplish work so I may have some effects of it or not. I had everyone working on teaching me to read way, way before I went to school like from four years of age. It may have made all the difference in the world between my being dyslexic or just inconclusive.
I say if you find a subject that a dyslexic child is absolutely passionate about (like for me it was horses) then get them books or magazines about that subject they should learn to like to read like all three of us in my Family did.
Remember it's the dyslexics who stuggle the most who develope wonderful "gifts". My Dyslexic Grandma was a very accomplished portriat painter who taught drawing and painting in her own school. She used this school, in part, as a way to help discover other people with dyslexia who she could teach to read and encourage. Her other gift of Dyslexia was a steel trap memory. In college she remembered what she heard at lectures and tutored history to other "non-dyslexic" classmates only Grandma couldn't do well on these test because she at the time had had zero help or ability to read. Thanks to her son she learned to read and discovered joy in reading.
She would want me to share with you guys that story. Still in handwriting they both always had difficulty. My Dad is also a lefthanded person.