It was a re­lief

Irish Examiner - Feelgood - - Parenting -

Eve­lyn, 17, Co Wick­low: “I never let the other kids hear me read. I asked the teach­ers not to ask me and they just thought I was shy. “On the bright side, I was al­ways good at art. The teacher would al­ways pick me to draw things and the other kids would say, ‘That’s so good.’ “When I went into se­condary school, things went down­hill fur­ther... The teach­ers thought I was lazy…. I used to pre­tend to be sick… “We had to read out loud and, if we had a test, the teacher would call out the scores in front of ev­ery­one. I just thought, ‘Some­one help me.’ It was all so pub­lic. “I would spend these mo­ments on the verge of tears. I would be sweat­ing and so em­bar­rassed. “When the ed­u­ca­tional psy­chol­o­gist told me about the dyslexia it was a re­lief.. I didn’t just feel stupid any­more.”

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