My child's dyslexia did not qualify him for services, even though it was debilitating in the classroom environment.
We left things like school patrol in his final year of elementary school.
He left his friends.
He left teachers that he loved and who loved him.
We left knowing that there were more.... and I could only save this one.
Most of all, though? I believe we are on our way because of the bright lights that shine in the hearts and minds of the 1 in 5 who have dyslexia. They never quit trying. They never quit believing. They keep showing up.
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