I Believe in Me
It was a sunny day in September. The trees were still a bright green and the air was still breezy. I had just gotten home from school, reading a book. As a third grader, books and studying were all I had. I did not like to play video games and I only participated in sports when in school. So when I came home I spent most of my time reading books or studying. When I was in third grade, my favorite subject was math. And today as I am still in school math is still my favorite subject. I love numbers, all types of numbers. Big numbers, small numbers, numbers with decimals and even fractions. I think that math problems are a very good thing and they explain a lot about everyday things that happen in life. One day as I was doing my math homework I discovered that I was confusing all the numbers. This was very odd for me because I was always a good student. I remembered that this was the third time this was happening because it happened two previous times while I was in class. I decided to ignore it though because I thought maybe the problem would go away.
I then discovered that the problem was not just happening with numbers anymore. The problem began to start happening when I was reading. Words that I clearly knew with my third grade reading level were starting to become very confusing to me and I did not know what to do. I decided to ask my mother if she could help me. My mother, a single parent of two (me being the youngest), did not know what was wrong with me. She began to research and said that she would set up a meeting with a learning specialist at my school. When I met with the learning specialist I was very nervous. I thought that something might have been wrong with me. In my previous years of school I had not had any problems. So when I began to do poorly in school I was very confused.
The learning specialist at my school determined that I had dyslexia. When I found out that I had dyslexia I was...
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