For starters, I’m artistic, contemplative, determined, Jewish, and female. And also Dyslexic. My learning disability is certainly not the first nor even fifth aspect that comes to mind when I think of myself. But it has been no less instrumental than any other aspect in making me who I am. In fact, it is probably the basis of most of the aspects that I prize most in myself. I have never wished to be “normal.” To be able to spell. To read as well as my peers. To be more efficient at simple tasks. I have had to work to keep up with my peers on a basic level, and twice as hard to exceed them. I am not bitter, resentful, or jealous. It is the work I put in to keep up that has made me so determined to succeed. Being dyslexic gave me the will power
