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The Little Girl with Dyslexia [1]

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Date: 2022-08-02

Here is a biographical poem based upon bits and pieces told to me by a woman who has lived with dyslexia for decades. It is just tiny part of her story, of course, but I think those who have dyslexia will recognize themselves...

The Little Girl with Dyslexia

Once there was a little girl starting school

She had dyslexia

She did not know she had dyslexia

Her parents did not know

Her teacher did not know

The school did not know

Doctors did not know

(Because no one knew to look for it).

And even though the little girl

Was very smart,

Having dyslexia meant

That the alphabet was a strange puzzle for her

Where "a's" were sometimes "c's"

And "s's" were sometimes "z's" and so on

And spelling, in general, was like entering a maze

Where words were always different.

Not knowing about dyslexia,

Her teacher taught the little girl

As you would someone

Who could distinguish letters easily,

Which was the wrong way to teach

In this case, with the results being

Of a confused little girl

And a frustrated teacher,

"Why can't she learn, the way I am showing her?

"It's so simple," thought the teacher,

But the ABC's

Which can look like DHB's or AJZ's

To the little girl

Was not simple

(Nor would it be for anyone

Who had dyslexia).

So the teacher gave up and decided the little girl

Was not very bright and labeled her

"Retarded!"

Retarded is not a word we use today,

But long ago this word was used a lot.

For two months, the little girl was made to go

To a "Special School" for slow children

Where everything her

Special School teacher asked her to do

Was so easy, she could not understand

Why she was there,

Remember she was very smart.

Although all the other kids,

Except one boy who seemed smart like her,

Had trouble doing the lessons

And were well, slow,

The little girl tried to fit in,

But it was boring in class

And she was unhappy.

Luckily, one day,

A not very good teacher

Supervising the Special School's playground

At recess time,

Changed everything

Here is what happened,

Because she could,

The teacher told the little girl

To sit down in the dirt,

But the little girl refused to obey,

She saw no reason why she had to sit down

During playtime,

Beside the little girl was wearing a new dress

And she knew that her mother would be mad

If she got the dress dirty

So it could not be worn again the next day,

She could picture in her head

Her mother having to wash the dress

In the old washing tub

Which the little girl knew

Was hard work for her mother.

(It would be another year before her family

Got an actual washing machine

For remember, this was long ago.)

So the little girl would not sit in the dirt

And this made the teacher mad

And she grabbed the little girl

By one ear

And pulled her down,

And now comes the lucky part,

The principal of the school,

A black woman,

Saw what happened

And rescued the little girl

And after talking to the little girl

Soon realized the she was actually very bright,

And the very next day the little girl

Was back in the regular school.

Eventually, the little girl

Taught herself how to read and write

Though spelling continued to be a problem,

As she got older and had to write essays,

She would get "A's" for content and ideas,

But "F's" for spelling and grammar.

One year, she really worked hard on an assignment

Writing it over and over to correct any possible mistakes

And she ended up being accused of cheating!

Because it was so good,

Her teacher, a nun, could not believe

The little girl had written it herself.

But this unfairness did not deter

The little girl,

She adapted and survived,

And continued to get an education

Her dyslexia would not stop the little girl,

She developed special methods to compensate

For the way her brain worked,

Eventually, the little girl became a nurse,

Where she used hidden tricks

Like carrying a pen covered in white tape

With the alphabet written on it,

This was her secret tool to guide her

When she needed to file charts or other documents.

She took detailed notes when learning

A new piece of equipment or procedure,

Then used these written details to practice

Over and over

Until she could manage without the notes

Although she kept them in her purse,

She wore a bracelet on her left wrist

To remind which was her left and which was her right,

A useful distinction, when listening to the heart...

The funny thing about dyslexia

Is that it never wears off

Nor is there a cure

You can only compensate or manage it.

When computers came along,

What seems intuitive to you and me

Like "Cut and Paste"

Was not intuitive for her at all,

But a challenge,

Still she adapted

And learned to use the computer,

And the same was true for her smart phone.

Adapt and survive:

Each of us, I suspect,

Has an "invisible" challenge

In our lives

To which we must adapt

And then adapt again,

And this may make us look strange

Or odd at certain times to others,

And hence require a dollop of understanding

And tolerance

From everyone else.

Someday,

If love guides us,

The invisible differences

And the not so invisible differences

Between each of us all

Will become recognized

For what they are -

Treasured gifts.

PS. Here is a bit of dyslexic escapism...

One time, the little girl was asked to stand up

In class and recite the ABC's and she was trapped

And had to think quickly:

She started out with "A, B, C, D, Ng, Ymk, Rz, Kuo,"

When the teacher shouted, "What are you doing?"

"I'm saying it in Russian," the little girl replied.

The whole class, including the teacher,

Burst out laughing

And the little girl quickly sat back down

Before the laughter faded.

Carl Scott Harker ©2022

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My latest book of poetry is now available on Amazon, you can find it here: Lyrics Looking for a Musician.

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