Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – Guest Post – I Wish I Knew Then What I Know Now! #Dyslexia #Blogging Hugh Roberts

I am sure like me, there have been times when you have wondered what difference might have been made to your life, if your younger self had been gifted with the experience and knowledge you have accumulated over the years.

I invited several friends from the writing community to share their thoughts on this subject which I am sure you will enjoy as much as I did.

Today author and blogging advocate and mentor Hugh Roberts, shares the devastation of the lack of recognition of his dyslexia at school, isolating him and finding himself without support from teachers and doctors. However Hugh is an inspiration to others who feel that they cannot write or be respected for their work with both his short stories and his blog.

I Wish Knew Then What I Know Now – by Hugh W. Roberts

Hugh and his mother

Even with hundreds of people around, many of them family or close friends, planet Earth can still feel lonely.

Growing up in the 1970s, I disliked much of my time at school. I was the victim of bullying from some of the other children. However, worse was that I was sometimes the target of humiliation from some schoolteachers.

‘Your son is dim. He has something wrong with him. Have you taken him to see a doctor?’

‘Why don’t you act your age, you silly boy? A five-year-old could write better.’

‘What’s wrong with you?’ Can’t you read what I’ve written on the blackboard? Get out of my class, you idiot.’

These were just a few examples of memories I have from my schooldays.

How I’d wish I’d known then what I know now.

When my parents eventually took me to a doctor, he could not understand what I told him.

‘The letters sometimes jump around. Sometimes, I don’t see them.’

At first, he thought I had something wrong with my eyesight, but when the results showed nothing was wrong with my eyes, he struggled to pinpoint what was happening. Eventually, he came up with an excuse that got me into trouble.

‘He’s tricking us. I expect he does not want to go to school, so he’s pretending that he can’t read or write correctly. I’m sure he’ll soon stop pretending with some discipline from you and the teachers.’

I (and many others) didn’t understand that I was dyslexic back then. Therefore, I couldn’t blame the doctor or my schoolteachers, could I?

Even with extra lessons and some help from my mother with reading and writing, my dyslexia remained invisible to everyone except me.

Hugh, his mother and younger brother Paul

I often wondered if my friends were experiencing the same trouble I had with reading and writing. When I told who I thought was my best friend at the time that I wanted to write a book and become a published author, he duly told many of my friends, my parents, and regrettably, my English teacher.

‘An author?’ laughed my English teacher. ‘You’re too stupid to be an author. Authors need to be able to read and write correctly, and that’s something you’ll never do. I’d give up on that dream and perhaps think of another dream that doesn’t require words,’ she laughed out loud in front of the class.

By the time I left school, I’d given up my dream of writing a book and becoming an author.

Just over 30 years later, I stumbled upon a form of writing known as blogging. I wrote this story a few years after writing and publishing my first blog post.

 

Once upon a time, a boy called Hugh hid a secret.

It was not only a secret but a monster that had haunted him since childhood. He had locked the monster away since the first day he realised it existed.

The monster had a name – Dyslexia. But in February 2014, Hugh turned the tables on Dyslexia.

He had never admitted to having dyslexia, and his school told him there was no such monster and that it was all make-believe. So, dyslexia became part of his life, and he decided to lock it away and throw away the key.

Some suspected Hugh was hiding something, but no one would say what they thought the secret was. However, many years later, his lifetime partner, John, confronted him one day and uttered the monster’s name.

“There’s no such monster,” said Hugh, embarrassed that John had uttered the monster’s name.

Hugh never wanted to hear that name again.

He walked away feeling like he wanted the world to swallow him up and rid him of what had happened.

He would still not admit to John that he had a monster locked away, even though this monster prevented him from doing what he wanted.

John would mention the monster’s name a few more times until, one day, Hugh got so fed up with it that it made him look for the key to the closet where he’d locked the monster away.

The key was hard to find, and his mind would not allow him to unlock the closet door.

Then, after mentioning to a relative that he had heard of a form of writing known as blogging, Hugh was given the details of a wonderful writing weapon that, if used with courage and commitment, would defeat the monster Dyslexia.

He hesitated for a few days while checking over the weapon called ‘WordPress’ and marvelled over its stories, articles, and photographs.

He wanted to be a part of those stories, articles, and photos, but the monster was having none of it.

Finally, having studied the WordPress weapon for many days and realising that other WordPress users had the same monster in their lives, he switched on WordPress by creating an account and pressing the ‘new post’ button.

Somebody told Hugh that this was the weapon’s most powerful part and that if he pressed the ‘publish’ button, his monster would be killed.

Today, Hugh’s monster is still part of his life, but it no longer embarrasses him to tell people that he has dyslexia, and he no longer lets it stop him from writing.

John, Toby, Dyslexia and Hugh now all live happily ever after.

And there ends this tale of how WordPress helped Hugh defeat the monster called dyslexia.

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I know nobody can predict the future (or can they?), but if I had known that blogging would become a part of my future, I’d have felt much less lonely during schooldays.
©Hugh Roberts 2022

My thanks to Hugh for sharing his story as I am sure that whilst dyslexia has acheived recognition, and is supported within the education system, it still can lead to isolation. As Hugh has demonstrated you can you must not let it stop you from writing and enjoying being part of the writing community. I know he would love to hear from you.

About Hugh Roberts

My name is Hugh. I live in the city of Swansea, South Wales, in the United Kingdom.

I’m a passionate blogger and have been blogging since February 2014. My blog covers a wide range of subjects, the most popular of which are my posts on blogging tips. I’ve learned a lot about the world of blogging since I first discovered it. All of the tips and advice I give are free of charge and will cost you nothing apart from, maybe, a little bit of your time.

I have always enjoyed writing, and the fact I suffer from a mild form of dyslexia has not stopped me from enjoying the passion I have for writing.

Now in my fifties, I thought it about time I let my writing become public. Becoming a blogger seemed to be the perfect way for me to do this. Blogging has put me in touch with hundreds of other writers, many of whom have been supportive and helped me with my writing.

I lead a happy life and always try to stay positive. I share my life with John, my wonderful civil partner, and our two Welsh Cardigan Corgis, Toby and Austin.

I write about life because I find it so fascinating. I have many stories to tell, some of which I have started to put into a book. I think my life has been incredible and I want to share it with anyone who wants to listen. I am also an excellent listener, and I love to be interactive with other people. I guess you could say I am a ‘people person’.

You will find some of my short stories and flash fiction on my blog, and I hope you enjoy reading them. Flash Fiction has become a big part of my writing, and I enjoy participating in various writing challenges.

Books by Hugh Roberts

One of the reviews for More Glimpses

Whether funny, sad or downright deadly, from drama to comedy, science fiction, murder/mystery, paranormal and horror, the author leads us through a gamut of emotions in every story and keeps us guessing to the end with a twist in every tale. Characters like Prudence Pebblebottom, the Easter Bunny and The Queen, to name a few, make us chuckle and shiver in equal measure.

Tiny people, elderly time travellers and a boarded up music hall transport us to worlds unknown. ‘Murder in Evershot’ takes us to a beautifully quaint English village in deepest Dorset. I know it well, and all I can say without spoilers is I will never read an Agatha Christie murder mystery in quite the same way again. My favourite story is ‘Dream Catcher’ because I obviously share the author’s disturbingly dark humour.

So pull up your chair, turn down the lights (except the one you read by) and get ready for a page-turner collection in the mind-popping tradition of Black Mirror and The Twilight Zone, two of my favourite TV shows. An excellent, thought-provoking and thrilling read from author Hugh Roberts, his second volume following the success of his first short story collection, ‘Glimpses’.

Hugh Roberts, Buy: Amazon UK – And on: Amazon US – Follow :Hugh Roberts Goodreads – BlogHugh’s Views and NewsTwitter: @HughRoberts05

 

Thank you for dropping in and Hugh would be delighted to hear from you.. thanks Sally.

154 thoughts on “Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – Guest Post – I Wish I Knew Then What I Know Now! #Dyslexia #Blogging Hugh Roberts

  1. Bravo, Hugh! Not only have you won the battle with your monster, you’ve shown others one way to do so, and perhaps saved some of them from growing up feeling isolated and alone with theirs. Well done! 😀 ❤

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  2. It infuriates me that there are teachers who berate and embarrass students instead of supporting and helping them. UGH! I teach students with reading difficulties, and what they need most is someone who encourages them, has patience with them, and believes in them. I’m so happy Hugh was able to confront his monster and find a way to work through the dyslexia. Kudos to him for sharing his story. I’m sure it’s encouraging others as well. Thanks for sharing his story with us, Sally! 🙂

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    • Hi Yvette, I hope that my difficulties growing up with dyslexia in school will not happen anymore and that all teachers are now supportive. Thank you for doing what you do for your students. When I was at school, dyslexia was a little-known condition, so in some respect, some teachers did not know exactly what my problems were. One was very supportive when I was in what we call Junior school, but by the time I ventured into ‘Comprehensive’ school, none of the teachers had any time for my difficulties.

      I’m delighted that there is now a lot of support for both those with dyslexia and for the parents who have a child with the condition. Nobody should fear the monster I called ‘dyslexia’ anymore.

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  3. I was so angry about the cruelty of the teachers, but when I heard about the doctor’s advice I was appalled and deeply upset on Hugh’s behalf. I do believe that unpleasant people are never at peace with themselves whereas Hugh has triumphed despite the hurdles in his path and has found love and happiness – and a blog! I loved this, Sally! ♥♥

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  4. Hugh – heartwarming post that speaks to the terror of dyslexia. I have read the statistics. It is estimated between 5 – 10% of the population has dyslexia but this number can be as high as 17%. It cannot be cured but much progress has been made in this area. I have a mild form of dyslexia. How I dreaded spelling bees and tests when I was in school. I am delighted that Sally introduced us. I wish I had known you a few years back when I visited your lovely city of Swansea.. Sally – you are an amazing community builder!!!

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    • Spelling tests were my worse nightmare in school, Rebecca. I often pretended to be ill just to get out of doing them. It did not matter how much I studied some of the words, my brain could still not make sense of the order of the letters. I often came bottom in those tests, and I remember the laughter and teasing of how dumb I was from other children and some of the teachers.

      But you’re right that much progress has now been made. And, for me, software such as Grammarly has been a real help.

      If you ever come back to Swansea, let me know. Tea/coffee and welsh cakes will be on me.

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  5. I’m arguing with my computer at the moment which won’t let me post a like to this at the moment! But I will tap that button on my iphone when I’ve charged that up.
    This was another great response to the writing prompt, but it left me a little horrified as to how a young boy was treated and spoken to, or even about by teachers.
    Ridiculed by peers!
    My brother suffered from dyslexia too. He hated school and messad about.
    (He is now my web designer) but his experiences certainly made me far more thoughtful towards children and aware of problems with reading.
    The way we are treated in school, and growing up can certainly leave you with dark memories.
    My dark memory was the streaming system where we were graded. As I was short-sighted and couldn’t see the board I was in the lower stream classes. And as i was a good, quiet little girl I was sat at the back of the class where I couldn’t read the board even more. I remember being made to stand up and read the number the teacher put on the board… which I successfully read each time (probably by shape?). If you can read that there is nothing wrong with your eye sight said the teacher.
    I wore my glasses in to his class as soon as I could.

    At college in the 70’s dyslexia was certainly then being researched and written about.

    I’m not dyslexic but often say I feel like that after having an operation for a macular hole. now my vision is always distorted.
    Thank you Hugh for sharing.
    As a teacher I was certainly horrified to hear this.

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      • You are right.
        I’m glad I took time between college and teaching to work in industry where I met people and realised it was not all about learning but surviving too.
        My play work also helped me to see the person not the academic tag.
        We don’t all learn the same way and why should we?
        We shouldn’t be put in little boxes 📦 ( not even ones made of ticky tacky all looking the same – as the song goes)

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    • Sue, we have all come in leaps and bounds now with what we know about dyslexia. I have a nephew who is dyslexic, and the help he has had from his teachers at school has been tremendous.

      My biggest problem was that I thought I was alone in the world because words were so difficult to read and write. Most teachers could not understand why or what I saw when reading or writing and therefore had no patients for me. Likewise, I was placed at the back of the class, where I was out of the way and given little attention.

      Delighted to hear that your brother is your web designer. It just goes to show how successful people with dyslexia can be.

      Thank you for sharing your and your brother’s experiences with us.

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      • Indeed you are so right Hugh. We know and understand so much more about dyslexia. but sometimes still it takes time to be diagnosed officially and support put in place.
        We all learn at different rates.
        My daughter, much like myself, takes time to think things through but when she understands she knows. My son is much quicker.
        We are all different and that difference makes us who we are.
        And so it should be.

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    • Yes, I agree, Sue. What a boring world it would be if we were all the same. And, of course, there will still be children with the condition who are too frightened to say anything, especially if they have unsupporting parents.

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      • Hugh you are so right.
        I do think maybe the parents are more scared of the labels than the child though.
        Children just need to now it is okay to struggle a bit and to ask for help.
        Schools need to stop measuring and testing so much.
        (Oh dear I need to get down from my soap box now.)

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  6. Thank you Hugh for sharing your hurtful experiences. I am sure nobody knew the term ‘dyslexia ‘ in the 70s and yes, the teachers of those times were callous and domineering. Their insensitive remarks were ignored by everyone. I was often punished for asking too many questions!
    Sally, when are you going to share your views on the topic?

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    • You’re right about what most of the teachers at my school were like back then, Balroop – callous and domineering.

      There was very little known about dyslexia back in the early 70s. I can’t remember when I first heard about the condition, but it may have been the case (as I mentioned in the post) that I didn’t want to admit that I had the condition (even though I knew I probably did). Most people I knew would use words like ‘stupid’ or ‘dumb’ to describe people with the condition, and I didn’t want labelling with comments like that.

      Thank goodness we’ve come a long way since then, and there is much support for anyone with the condition.

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  7. I’m still taken by what a helpful and kind person you are Hugh given the prejudices you have had to overcome in your life, and reading about the horrible reactions you had to contend with over your dyslexia only highlight it more. You deserve every happiness.

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    • Thanks, Paul.

      I’ve also taken my grandmother’s advice: ‘Don’t sink to the level of those who only think of themselves because they use ‘not understanding’ as an excuse and who only want to help themselves and nobody else.’

      These days I don’t allow any negativity aimed at me from others because of who I am or the way I choose to live my life. I allow it to all go over my head. Whereas I enjoy helping people who are in places where I once found myself. Helping others seems to attract lots of positivity into one’s life.

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  8. HI Hugh, my father (aged 73) has a similar dreadful tale to yours. He went to a Catholic school and was taught by Brothers and they used to beat him for not writing and reading properly. It also impacted on his life heavily and my father is a very clever man. My son, Michael, has a learning barrier and as soon as I suspected a problem I took him for an assessment and he was put into the right school to address his learnings needs (despite some resistance from my husband). Michael is also a published author and is very proud of his involvement in the Sir Chocolate book series. Thank goodness the world is more enlightened now. Hi Sally, thanks for sharing this post. I am so glad Hugh has someone like John in his life who could help and encourage him.

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    • What a terrible thing to have been the subject of a physical beating for having difficulties writing and reading, Robbie. It’s difficult for me to comprehend why people who believe in a higher power would do such awful things to children like that. I was never beaten by any of my teachers, but the mental abuse they gave me is something I will never forget.

      Fortunately, Michael is in a much better position because of your actions in putting him into a different school. And it’s great to hear of his successes in becoming a published author. It just goes to prove that anybody who is dyslexic should never be afraid to enter the writing world if they have a passion for it. Well done to him. I wish him continued success.

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      • Thank you, Hugh. Mental abuse can be much more damaging than physical abuse, but both are dreadful. The Catholic school teachers (monks and nuns) have a history of abusing their charges. Fortunately, I have good memories of the convent because I was very quiet and compliant and everything the nuns liked in a child.

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    • But they should never have physically or mentally hurt children for being different, Robbie. It breaks my heart knowing that people who say they worship what they believe is a higher power of love go on to physically and mentally hurt children for being different. I hope it doesn’t happen anymore. If it does, these people need to be punished for all the hurt and unlove/caring they give out to any child in their care.

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      • Hi Hugh, this sort of archaic behaviour is still found in rural Africa and I’m sure in other parts of the world too. It is no longer perpetrated by religious authority figures, as far as I know. Nuns were know to be very cruel towards their charges.

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    • I have heard and read many terrible stories of how nuns and monks treated children, Robbie. I hope it no longer goes on. If it does, these people should be bought to justice. Here in Wales, it is now illegal to give a child corporal punishment of any kind. There have been debates about the law being too harsh, but it always breaks my heart when I hear of the death of a child because of physical injury inflicted on them by an adult.

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  9. What a shocking childhood, and all done by persons who should encourage children for their later life. We are something like “brothers in mind”, Hugh. I also had some of these experiences with teachers, and following this with classmates too. But you’d made it. Thanks for sharing these very personal experiences. xx Michael

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  10. People often think of firefighters, police, or soldiers when thinking of someone brave, but to me, bravery is best defined as ordinary people overcoming difficulties in their lives. Kudos to Hugh for not only overcoming dyslexia but for kicking its ass. As a former schoolteacher, it breaks my heart that others used their position of power to belittle their students. It takes the courage of Hugh and others like him to educate the misinformed and uneducated.

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    • Thanks, Pete. Very nice of you to call me brave. If it was not for the blogging community, I’d still be living with the dyslexia monster on my shoulder.

      Fortunately, many teachers are entirely different to those back when I was at school. Back then, they could be very domineering with a ‘couldn’t care less’ attitude. If you didn’t fit in, they made it known.

      I have a nephew who is dyslexic, and all his school teachers are very supportive of his needs. It’s good to see, although I know there will be kids who think they’re alone and won’t have supportive parents.

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      • That’s why sharing your story may help someone else going through the same thing. Unfortunately, education takes time as we break through long-held stereotypes. I’m glad that things are different for your nephew. I’m sure many don’t realize there is a hereditary component to dyslexia.

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  11. Thanks so much for your bravery, and sharing of your story Hugh. Yes, dyslexia has received recognition, but I just heard some dreadful news. My friend’s grandson has dyslexia. He was tested in the US (they wouldn’t do it here) and now the school board is pushing back. They were recently told that dyslexia is no longer recognized as a “designation on an IEP” and he will not receive anymore support at school. His mom is beside herself as he has finally started to do better at school and in life in general. She has fought for everything and paid a lot of out of pocket expenses. In this day and age, it shouldn’t be happening, but it is all about the bottom line. $$$$

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    • You’re welcome, Carla. I was delighted when Sally invited me to contribute to this feature because it gave me the chance to talk about my struggles with dyslexia.

      That’s dreadful news about the attitude of the school your friend’s grandson attends. It’s a huge step backwards and will only cause much distress.

      However, I know there are support groups that can be found by searching ‘Dyslexia support’ online. And even if they are not local, many will still be able to help and offer free guidance and support.

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    • Your comment about your grandson’s friend is heartbreaking, Carla. As a former educator, I usually am sympathetic to schools. I’m not up on the law, but I’ve never heard this before. If the school district is taking this stance, it’s possible they are breaking the law. I’d encourage the family to look into this more.

      As far as I know, this is still the law:
      Yes! All kids living in the United States have the right to a free public education. And the Constitution requires that all kids be given equal educational opportunity no matter what their race, ethnic background, religion, or sex, or whether they are rich or poor, citizen or non-citizen.

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      • We are in Canada, I have a feeling that they are trying to get out of providing support for him, and probably don’t have a leg to stand on. She has a couple of months to get answers as school is out until after labour day and this was what she was told at the end of the year. Fingers crossed, they made a mistake. I was a special education teacher for over 20 years and this shocked me, when I was told.

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      • Perhaps you told me about teaching special education, which I’ve already forgotten. Too bad we can’t go in order a new brain. 🤣 My first job in education (I was going to school to become a teacher then) was in a special day classroom as a one-on-one aide to a boy with muscular dystrophy. His condition was such that when he’d fall, he couldn’t get himself back up again.

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  13. I’ve read of Hugh’s experiences in his blog, and it was so frustrating for him and many others. Thankfully, there is more recognition and more help available these days, but it is not easy. Good for him for never giving up and for his partner for helping him comes to term with it. An inspiring post for many people. Thanks, Sally!

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  14. Oh, Hugh. I felt so sad for that lonely misunderstood and belittled boy. Thank goodness that dyslexia is better understood these days and children can get the support and help they need. I’m so glad you found your WordPress weapon and made your dream of authorship a reality. I love your stories. Great post. Thanks for sharing, Sally.

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  15. What a tragedy that so many children suffered from learning disabilities with no name back then. Thank you for sharing your story, Hugh. It is one of overcoming and triumphing! Thank you, Sally, for hosting!

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  16. This is my favorite story in your series, Sally. Hugh, I’m a teacher, and every word a child hears from me must be precious, because their minds are crystal clear and they remember everything…just like you did. The words of your teachers are worse than terrible. Tar and feathering comes to mind. Really. Dyslexia has no label at all today. Thank goodness for blogging and WordPress.

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    • Thanks Jennie and you are right children do remember everything and the hurt stays with them all their lives despite best efforts. You have a vocation and not a career and your mission is to enlighten and enhance a child’s learning ability. In the past I am afraid that was not the case for all, although I would hope it is not so today.. ♥

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      • Thank you, Sally. I think today most teachers aren’t mean. Many are overworked with required paperwork and meeting curriculum standards, which takes the joy and purpose out of teaching. I’m so glad to work with the little ones.

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    • I agree about the big differences between today’s teachers and those at the time I was at school, Jennie. Back then, many of my teachers were uncaring and domineering; if you did not fit in, they took it out on you.

      Of course, not much was known about dyslexia back then, but even so, many of my teachers treated me as if I was a stupid child who had no interest in wanting to learn. My passion for wanting to write and reading was as high back then as they are now.

      And what a lovely thing to say about my post being your favourite of the series so far. Thank you so much.

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      • I am mildly dyslexic. It’s not a diagnosis, I just know after many years of teaching. Turning around in a store and going the wrong way is my mantra. I had the hardest time learning how to read, and I’m still not a great reader. But, I make sure every child is recognized and appreciated (and loved) for who they are.

        Thank goodness we know so much more today. I wasn’t belittled (thank goodness), I was just the ‘not so bright’ child. While it was really dyslexia, the aftermath still stuck with me for a long time. You know how that goes!

        It was a pleasure to say that your post is my favorite. I have read everyone, John Howell and I were the first ones, and yours was… well, pure. Thank you.

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      • Thanks for sharing that with us Jennie and is another example of how dyslexia does not have to hold you back. As I have said so many times you are an inspiration and what you have given generations of children is amazing. The ability to express yourself and to have a love of learning and books is a gift that keeps giving. ♥

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  18. This just breaks my heart that teachers and others were so insensitive, even if they did not know about dyslexia and other learning disabilities. My son wasn’t dyslexic but had other learning problems, some teachers were excellent at working with him but others not so much. So he left school early. Today he is the father of 4, grandfather of 2 and manages a crew of up to 40 workers in heavy construction. He reads complicated plans and drives huge equipment with complicated controls. He is right now in charge of building a wind farm. I would love to tell his teachers how well he has done, in spite of their negative comments. I’m so glad you did not let the monster control your life, Hugh.

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    • Stories like your son’s are the ones I love reading the most, Darlene. Well done to him for overcoming his learning difficulties and to go to be successful.

      Some of my teachers may still be alive, and I’d love it if they read my guest post, especially those who called me stupid and couldn’t have cared less. I expect they ruined many children’s dreams because they did not understand, but that was no excuse. I allowed it to affect me for far too long but discovered blogging which was the tonic I’d been looking for.

      Onwards and upwards.

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  19. I can only imagine how isolated and misunderstood you must have felt, Hugh. Most of all, because you might have not understood what was “wrong”. What a long way you had to go until you finally had a name for the problem. But as we see, nothing is impossible. If there is a will, there is a way, and you proved it!

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  20. Hugh, that must have been horrible for you to be treated like that. Thank goodness dyslexia has been recognized and people can receive treatment. It’s lovely though, that you connected with our blogging community. I know you are one of the kindest people I’ve ever connected with. I would never have suspected you had dyslexia. Look at your writing! Keep up the good work and just know that you have mentored many of us here. We’re grateful for your friendship. 💜 🙏🏻

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  21. My best friend in high school had dyslexia and suffered horribly until it was diagnosed in about sixth grade. She was also left handed and very near sighted. Beautiful girl, though and quite a gifted artist. I’m glad you were able to overcome Hugh!

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  22. This is such a great post Hugh. Our middle son is Dislexic too. We had a terrible time trying to get him help. In fact the two schools he attended
    we’re actually obstructive. But he got there in the end and he is a great people person 💜

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  23. Hi Hugh, How incredibly cruel those teachers were. But you faced that monster and you beat it. You beat it every day. You should be proud of what you have accomplished. It just goes to show that writing was in your heart and NOTHING was going to stop you. Good for you!!

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  24. Your story breaks my heart, Hugh. I’m flabbergasted at the cruel – and untrue – things that were said to you. I don’t know much about dyslexia but I understand enough to realize what a challenge it must have been for you to overcome all the negative voices and self-doubt you experienced. WordPress and blogging may have helped but you are the one who found the strength and believed in yourself enough to persevere.

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