I just feel like a waterfall right now you can't hold me back, I can't even hold myself back right now. I've been struck by the lightning of inspiration. I wasn't always able to write this way it wasn't as easy for me to learn as a normal child could have. I feel like some of you need to her my story.
So I've allays had learning disabilities my whole life I have a hard time catching onto things and understanding them a lot of the time at first its really hard for me to understand some things. I was born with a lot of imperfections, my vision sucks, I have Auditory Processing Delays, I have terrible social kills with people I know in person, I was the child that drove the teachers to tears because they couldn't find out to teach me. Preschool and kindergarten they just couldn't figure out how to teach me how to write and read and they couldn't figure out how I was ever going to learn. I had private tutors and stuff helping me all the time, I grasped the alphabet (mostly) but I just couldn't get anything else it was so hard.
When I entered the first grade thats when I met MRS. "O" MRS. "O" wad absolutely determined to make it so I could read and write. She was mean, she was strict, she was basically the meanest person I remember ever meeting but she knew what she needed to do to get me where I needed to be. I whined and complained and mad a fuss. It was hard, I hated it I hated her, I'm just glad I had good friends in that class (it was special ED by the way there were only 8 people in it so we got pretty close. I don't know how she knew it but she knew I had the talent, she wasn't reduced to tears like everyone else even though I was so stubborn and difficult to teach. She was able to help me in not only reading and writing but stuff like math as well. She was able to get me just far enough that she could send me off to the 2nd grade with confidence that I would get the help I needed.
The help I needed was not at that school anymore as my 2nd grade teacher found out because she couldn't figure out how to teach me either. I moved to the School for the blind and visually impaired. It was the biggest waist of my life so far as discipline but they go their jobs done. I learned how to multiply and other basic math skills even deeper then but what really shocked everyone was how fast I began to catch onto writing and what a lightning fast reader and typer I was. I learned cursive, and vocabulary, I still had a lot of trouble with grammar but I at least knew how to speak and I could read short books.
While I was there I learned braille as well (even though I'm not blind I just have bad vision). I found the key to learning english it was reading. through reading I learned how t spell and I learned abut the basic sentence. I eventually worked up to writing my first song and it became school wide famous because I won the school reflection contest with it? I ended up being so far in reading that I was 5 levels ahead of everyone in my class. I still sucked at everything else though except for writing even though I wasn't very good at grammar yet.
So I was in that school and read my first chapter book when I was in 4th grade. It was an Alfred Hitchcock book called "The Secret of Terror Castle' that looked interesting to me. I still have it they gave it to me at the library to keep. The only mistake I made when I was reading it was not noticing that it was supposed to be read from front to back I had no concept of "chapters" yet believe it or not it was my first time trying to read one. When my teacher told me abut reading it from front to back I felt stupid and it made sense to me in about 5 seconds.
When I left that school I knew the basics of reading and writing enough to let me go to regular school and not drive everyone mad.
It was hard and the next 2 years (5 and 6th grade I was in a resource class where they helped me on reading comprehension and more reading.
Junior high was more of the same I got a little better at grammar though.
Okay what i'm skipping to now was probably the defining moment of my life previous to the 10th grade I hated writing It doesn't make sense to me much the grammar was confusing I had trouble seeing the board and stuff and I just hated it I didn't even read that much except for in class when we read books together as a class.
in the 10th grade that is when I met Mr. R he was awesome he coached basketball he was fun and I just really liked him a lot. HE is the person that got me to love writing. I was taught with these old school ghetto books he had us open them up and we went from chapter to chapter and it all make sense to me because for once in my life I had the material in front of me in one place AND I could hear how to do it he explained it so well and for the first time in my life it all mad sense to me and I understood grammar and I loved that class. That is when I started to blossom as a writer. I started reading as well I read a ton of books every week I couldn't stop myself from reading like a maniac and taking everything in it was like part of me was exploding out and I was starting to find me. Then the last 2 years of high school were more of the same and I just got better and better and I builded up more and more confidence and more skills.
I'm not perfect at grammar yet but I am a lot better than I used to be. I just have this confidence issue or maybe its just a laziness issue I'm trying to work through. When I went into college my first year I did crash but thats because I was a little lazy I made a promise to my Advanced Critical Thinking and Reading Teacher (yes! Advanced) that I would come back when I was ready and I would make it the next time.
I still read a lot and I write a ton still as you can see and I think that if I just stay put on here I'll just get more inspiration and I'll just get even better at this skill I need so badly to perfect. I hope I explained this well enough I tried to stay way from the un necessary parts as much as I could but that is just the basic story of how I became to be a blogger/ writer. I'll some day publish a book that tells it in more detail for you guys.
