Learning from dyslexia
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- January
- 27
In an early post on this blog, I talked about my family’s experience with dyslexia, specfically our first son’s reading troubles. Dyslexia is frustrating thing for child and parent, but we found an excellent tutor through a wonderful organization, the International Dyslexia Society. We saw the tutor every Saturday at her home and practiced specific skills in our home five days a week.
My son hated this most of the time. Since much of the practice involved writing with a marker on one of those wipeable boards, my son frequently wielded a marker, a dangerous thing in the hands of an easily frustrated kid. Helpful hint: Though these markers are described as erasable, they are difficult wipe from skin or clothing after your child uses one as a weapon against you.
However, I never did talk here in Parents Place about our second son and his experience with dyslexia. So hear goes. A couple of years after the first son finished with his dyslexia tutor, our youngest son was diagnosed with dyslexia. For a family that makes its living reading and writing – and that’s most of us these days – the double dyslexia was a downer.
We were now experienced parents of dyslexic children, however, something that led us to pick up on the problem sooner, somewhere around the end of first grade-begining of second. We tried a different dyslexia tuto one who said she who already taught in our neighborhood and would be available to come to our house after school, freeing up more than two hour spent every Saturday visiting the earlier tutor. The rest of the drill remained the same, though: We practiced the skills five days a week and read together every night.
The results were disappointing, however; My second son was making little progress and we were quite troubled. I’ll pick up this story in another post soon.














