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Personal Narrative: My Dyslexia
I remember hating school for a very long time. No matter how much and how hard I studied, I never could perform as well as my peers. I felt like I had to work twice as hard and long as other students. I would soon come to know that the reasons for my hating school were because I have issues in the areas of concentration, reading problems, and developed chronic migraines. Thankfully, through perseverance, my family and I were able to determine what my issue were which helped me to obtain the confidence and determination to overcome future obstacles
In second grade, my teacher discovered that I had mild dyslexia. It was frustrating because when my class would have reading time, I would have to leave to go get help. That was when I started
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My parents and I decided to move me to Pinecrest Academy because of their different teaching approach and smaller class sizes. I was understanding the material better and my grades were improving some, however homework and studying would take me all evening. A specialist helped us to realize that I had Attention Deficit Disorder. I wanted to see if my new school would help me enough to avoid taking a pill. Pinecrest was a harder school, but I learned more easily. Pinecrest actually taught the material instead of just presenting it for me to learn myself at home. The new school was really helping; however, the homework was still taking me all evening. I wanted to quit cheerleading because I felt that I did not have time for it. Competitive cheerleading is extremely time consuming, however it was like my therapy for all the stress I was going through at school and it taught me discipline and loyalty. Because of this, I started on ADD medication at the beginning of 11th grade. I started to noticed a huge change in how I could concentrate during and after school. My overall opinion towards school improved. I was understanding and enjoying what I was learning which made me more confident about school. By my first semester of 11th grade I was making all A’s and one B and by my second semester I made all

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