Dys = Difficult
Lexia = Reading
We all know someone like that. One in five people have Dyslexia to some degree.
They go by names such as
A Family Member.
That quirky kid that is not as smart as yours.
Maybe they are messy, disorganized and forgetful. When they speak, their words may sound strange and they may use fillers or placeholder names when they are unable to think of the correct word. If you can read their handwriting, it is probably full of incorrectly spelled words or wrong words, assuming they did not unknowingly omit the words.
We make fun of them, making ourselves feel bigger. We tell them “try harder,” not realizing they have already tried their hardest. Not realizing what little self-esteem they may have left is being crushed a little more. Not realizing that they already look at themselves as stupid when they compare themselves to others and see the disappointment in their loved ones’ eyes. Not realizing that when we do this to them, it makes them struggle more.
Why is two before three? Why does d follow c? Why so many random rules that make no sense, they just are? The Dyslexic brain does not store information in tidy, easy to find packages as it is inserted through rote learning. All the information is still there, but it is harder to find and easier to learn in non-standard methods.
These people are my heros. They go through life knowing they are different. Every day, every word, every number, every little dot at the end of a sentence becomes a challenge. They go to work or school knowing the struggles they will face, knowing how people look at them, hoping to come home to love and acceptance from their families. And because Dyslexia does not equal lack of intelligence and creativity is its gift, some people with Dyslexia go by names such as
Sir Anthony Hopkins
Billy Bob Thornton
Ludwig van Beethoven
Leonardo da Vinci