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I had this thread suggested by a friend, a thread where we could all share our moments of pride and accomplishment.
Here is mine.
When I was a kid at school, learning disabilities were not discussed. If you had the suggestion you were dyslexic for example people said "Oh she's a good girl, can't be!"
There was a simple rule of thumb, you were smart or you were thick. If you were smart the teachers fell over themselves to help you, if you were thick, like me, you were ignored.
When I started posting on here I was terrified, all these highly intelligent people saying things I didn't understand about topics I had never heard of, and started my first ever post "I'm so sorry to bother you!"
It was then that Celestine suggested I ask about being diagnosed dyslexic, she simply couldn't understand how I could spell antidisestablishmentarianism but struggled with how, who, white and with. Slowly the penny dropped, maybe I wasn't as dumb as I looked (and trust me that is a hard thing to achieve).
I was confirmed as dyslexic at the age of 29.
I started to write, just as a past time when my kids were asleep and no one was on chat. One story became another and before I knew it I had my own little fantasy world. My own little motley crew of dragons, elves, gnomes and talking birds. I had found my calling!
My kids grew and one morning my gorgeous daughter found my manuscript and read it, she demanded then and there that I turned my world in to a book, no ifs buts or maybes!
6 months later I was holding my first ever novel in my hands.. me!! A thick inner city kid from London, a published author!
When I admitted there are more where that one came from, I was bought a new laptop and instructed "Keep writing until they are all ready!"
I long to thrust the book up my old teacher's nose and scream "Read it, read what someone who couldn't keep up in her lessons wrote! Just read the dammed thing!"
I've realised that I do have knowledge about stuff, ok I am in a very limited field but I can tell when a cyber hug is in order.. or a cyber lecture!
My point is, the knowledge is in all of us... we just don't realise it ourselves.
To quote [MENTION=61310]diana[/MENTION]M, there is no such thing as "thick!"
Let's here about your moment of pride, your "I was told I was thick but look at me now!" moment!
Here is mine.
When I was a kid at school, learning disabilities were not discussed. If you had the suggestion you were dyslexic for example people said "Oh she's a good girl, can't be!"
There was a simple rule of thumb, you were smart or you were thick. If you were smart the teachers fell over themselves to help you, if you were thick, like me, you were ignored.
When I started posting on here I was terrified, all these highly intelligent people saying things I didn't understand about topics I had never heard of, and started my first ever post "I'm so sorry to bother you!"
It was then that Celestine suggested I ask about being diagnosed dyslexic, she simply couldn't understand how I could spell antidisestablishmentarianism but struggled with how, who, white and with. Slowly the penny dropped, maybe I wasn't as dumb as I looked (and trust me that is a hard thing to achieve).
I was confirmed as dyslexic at the age of 29.
I started to write, just as a past time when my kids were asleep and no one was on chat. One story became another and before I knew it I had my own little fantasy world. My own little motley crew of dragons, elves, gnomes and talking birds. I had found my calling!
My kids grew and one morning my gorgeous daughter found my manuscript and read it, she demanded then and there that I turned my world in to a book, no ifs buts or maybes!
6 months later I was holding my first ever novel in my hands.. me!! A thick inner city kid from London, a published author!
When I admitted there are more where that one came from, I was bought a new laptop and instructed "Keep writing until they are all ready!"
I long to thrust the book up my old teacher's nose and scream "Read it, read what someone who couldn't keep up in her lessons wrote! Just read the dammed thing!"
I've realised that I do have knowledge about stuff, ok I am in a very limited field but I can tell when a cyber hug is in order.. or a cyber lecture!
My point is, the knowledge is in all of us... we just don't realise it ourselves.
To quote [MENTION=61310]diana[/MENTION]M, there is no such thing as "thick!"
Let's here about your moment of pride, your "I was told I was thick but look at me now!" moment!
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