Memoirs of a dyslexic English teacher: part one

[byrontengu]

I'm reading. I can't explain what this means to me, and I'm very sure that most of you who can read this will not quite get it, save one, who can see motion as I do the printed word

Comments

[tselmende]

I can feel your self-consciousness through your words and want to say, no, this does not sound at all smug or self aggrandizing.

It is wonderful to celebrate, to share...it is good to be reminded that words mean a great deal, that the written word comes at a price that we all pay, some a little, some a great deal. Words should not be cheap.

[byrontengu]

Thank you. It's still hard to talk about. It's kind of the dark secret of who I am, that I don't (or didn't) actually read. I'm both ashamed and proud of the fact that I'm doing this. You'd be amazed what can be accomplished by reading around books, though the limitations mean that I have not read yours. I'd like to. I'm half way through this one, and it's like recovering an old love affair. Have you ever hugged a book and nearly wept?

[tselmende]

Yes, but for different reasons...I have used books to fill various gaps in my life for as long as I can remember. Everything I have ever done outside of the SCA stuff was really something to do with book life -- college, library jobs, editing, etc to the point where I feel a little ill if I am away from books too long, a little disconnected from who I am.

For what it's worth, I am very proud of you, and see no cause for shame.