Narrative Essay On Dyslexia

Learning has always been hard for me. My struggle started in second grade when I was diagnosed with dyslexia. I was demoted to the low reading group and given “special” books to help me decipher the hieroglyphics we call English. My peers took this abasement as an invitation to exclude me from recess because I was the “dumb kid” with “stupid cooties.” I responded with the worst possible reaction: I started to believe them. I lost confidence in myself even though I had performed competently beforehand. After weeks of this torment, I decided to prove them, and myself, wrong. The next day I made a decision that shaped the woman I would become; I went to the classroom of a 5th grade teacher in my school and begged him to help me. After a phone call and a meeting with my mom, we proceeded to have tutoring sessions every Monday and Wednesday after school. He helped me with everything from Science to English with patience and understanding. Eventually, I moved up to the middle reading class, and the next year I was placed in the high reading class. Now I had a new problem to deal with: my friends deemed me a nerd because I was “too smart.” Alone again during recess, I thought that maybe if I stopped working so hard I could have friends again. …show more content…
I have received many malicious remarks from peers and adults who are ignorant to the challenges brought on by my learning disorder, however, I do not regret my journey. This challenge has taught me skills many of my peers have yet to master such as perseverance, humility, and empathy. I am grateful for every seemingly negative experience. While learning has not gotten easier, I have gotten better at it. Having dyslexia has compelled me to develop the skills needed to cope with my learning disorder. In the process, I have become one of the top performing students in my school and have had numerous opportunities to help other students affected with similar learning