When
I first started reading David Raymond’s essay “On Being 17, Bright, and Unable
to Read”, I first thought he was a problem child that was out to defy the
substitute teacher by refusing to read.
After reading further Raymond goes into a brief account of his reading
struggles and how he learned to live with Dyslexia. Raymond associated his reading success with
having friends and even wished for the other kids to like him on his birthday
when he blew out the candles. His candid
account of his progress and therapy is admirable because it gives the reader
some insight into what people, especially children, go through when they have a
learning disorder. It’s clear that
Raymond always knew that his disease made him different as he was the only kid
going to a child psychiatrist in elementary school therefore his parents sent
him to a camp for kids with learning disabilities which Raymond enjoyed. My guess is that he felt like he was amongst
kindred spirits and was able to relax and not have his guard up since he was
made fun of so much growing up. In
brief, Raymond learned to except his disability, learn about others like him
such as Einstein, and write this essay to help us understand him.
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