I can still recall when I was held back in the third grade and put into special education classes. Of course I didn't imagine anything was wrong with me until it was pointed out that I operated differently in terms of group educational (dyslexia) learning. However, what really hurt me the most was being told that I was lazy, I didn't try hard enough, and most damaging that I was unintelligent. These conversations not only derailed my learning process, they killed myself motivation. Counselors basically told me my life was over and I would eventually drop out of school or end up in prison, and this was devastating. Regrettably, self prophesied by me and my behavior. Yet deep inside I believed them. I felt I didn't deserve opportunities bestowed upon me. It took me 35 years to undo this curse placed upon a black child so many decades ago. As I sit down to write this carefully, I'm still careful with the words I choose and the words I lay upon others. With this being said, basically, we should be careful how we talk to our children because they hang on our every word searching for validation. Derrick Newton Class of 2018 University of Santa Cruz
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IT's no cure for dyslexia I think its a cure for all diseases