Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Mind Your Ps and Qs


Words don’t always come easy, not if you are dyslexic

I know its the weekend and everything is a bit of an effort, but you are, (if this post is to make any sense at all; and it will, trust me, I’m a dyslexic) just going to have to stretch your index finger and click on this file about my Dyslexia

I hope that was visual enough for you!

Now that you are back out of the forest, let me see if you read me right, a rough translation.

From the outset I have intended to blog about my dyslexia, but now having turned up at the keyboard to do just that, I will admit to feeling a bit daunted by the task.This has surprised me a little, I think it might be an indicator of how strong my emotions are on the subject.

The last thing I want to do is to give the impression I feel sorry for my self about my dyslexia, I don’t. I am very aware that bits of my ‘dyslexic brain’ give me skills and attributes I would not wish to be with out, but it has also caused me much embarrassment, anxiety, frustration and blood boiling, bile flavoured anger.

I have only known I am dyslexic for about four years, before that I just felt as though I didn’t ‘stack up’ ‘hang together’ a misfit in many ways; I knew bits of mind could fly, and yet I could be felled by simple things that other people took for granted.

I am moderately dyslexic, with a profile of differences between my abilities that is ‘statistically significant, and a discrepancy of this size is not often found among adults of her age’ My family will put it more bluntly, “Bloody typical of you, when have you ever done anything the easy way” and that about sums dyslexia up, it would be nice to take the ‘motorway’ and get to whatever you want to learn, do, achieve quickly but as we all know motorways can be pretty boring, dyslexics have to take a different route, taking the ‘B roads’, ‘green lanes’ and maybe even a bit of ‘off roading’. It might be slower but it’s far more interesting, stop by another day and I’ll take you for a drive round.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

8 thoughts on “Mind Your Ps and Qs

  1. One of my long time blog friends Princessfairytoes is dyslexic. I did this entry last October http://www.platform27.co.uk/Flighty/archive/2006/10/13/11rfzeoarj6qi.htm#comments?slsid=

  2. I also suffer from moderate dyslexia, but as they say, Dyslexics have more fnu!

    And being as we do have to read things inside our brains up to sixteen different ways to come to an answer, we do have to move mentally a bit faster, too. Read: be smarter. Most of the dyslexics i’ve met, worked with and been friends with have been very quick, if not downright geniuses. Not in my case, but in others!

  3. It is very true that people make assumptions about a persons intelligence by their ability to spell, it was once the case that you couldn’t possibly have had a informed intelligent opinion on a subject unless it was delivered in ‘Queens English’ but that’s changed now, has it not? 😉
    Follow the link into Princessfairytoes post, I am not sure if I cried till I laughed or laughed till I cried, but I know I winced; go read it girls!

  4. Some dyslexics are practised at being ‘quick’ because they use it as a tool to compensate for some of the ‘corners’ they get themselves into. But it is a sad fact that a lot get totally stuffed by the education system (and that’s now, not just back in the old days.) and never realise their true potential, I think that is a tragedy.

  5. “totally stuffed by the education system and never realise their true potential”

    That describes my brother very well. He was always put into the “thick” groups at school. He couldn’t read or write because of his dyslexia and so played the fool and got into trouble. In reality he is gifted and intelligent, but wasted on drugs and alcohol due to low self esteem.

    After being failed by the education system he left school and went on to teach himself how to read music, and he now enjoys reading Terry Pratchett novels. But I often wonder what his true potential could have been. I remember he wanted to be a chef when we were children.

  6. I have a post or two in mind very much along the lines you mention, for every Richard Branson and Jamie Oliver there are many many more people who get into a real mess because of their dyslexic problems.
    Yes it can be an ‘asset’ but you have to know how to capitalise on it, and not have had your self esteem trashed by the time you leave primary school.
    I could have wept with joy when my son asked me to take him to Waterstones to by Lord of the Rings, interestingly his interest in the book was fuelled by playing the PC game.
    Re chefs, and a lot are dyslexic, I have a pet theory, (I have never seen it referred to in any of the mounds of literature I have trawled through,) that their is a connection to a heightened sense of taste, my dad would only eat with certain cutlery as he said some of the pieces we had tainted the food, I just thought he was being awkward, but now I wonder. yet another subject to explore!

  7. ‘to by’ a classic! I meant to say ‘to buy’! LOL

  8. Ooh, do you know, now you mention it I recall meeting other chefs who were dyslexic. How odd.

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