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Personal Narrative: My Dyslexia In The Classroom
When I was younger, I had dyslexia. I would be in the class and the teacher would be reading a book and I wouldn't understand why things were so difficult. I would look around the classroom and see every other person in the classroom understanding the teacher's lesson and wonder why I wasn't too. When the class had writing assignments or spelling test I remember struggling to spell words or the assignment would stress me out considering it just seemed so much harder than everyone in the class, everyone at home and everyone that I was round made it seem. Being a younger child at the time I was impressionable and I didn't understand dyslexia and that I could get help for it. Confidence was the biggest thing that my dyslexia affected the most
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