Personal Narrative: Who I Am Today

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The stories from my childhood, the ones that make me what I am today, that replay in back of my head daily, that my dad is proud of me for today, to follow me for my entire life, those stories are of my difference. The stories that shape me into who I am today, it's not like I can ever forget them and they are glued to me. Those stories are of the difference that won’t ever leave my side. It all started when my parents tried to teach me to read. When in pre-K when my dad would try to get me to read with him. I was good at it but there were flaws, flaws that carry with me until first grade. I remember when everything went down. Confused, my parents didn’t understand what was going through their daughter's head in school. Why was she confusing …show more content…

I had improved so much my dad had taken me to a new person to be tested if the dyslexia was gone. The lady worked in the Texas children's hospital in the psychology unit. They specialized in the kinds of testing that I was getting. This new lady stepped out and introduced herself as Ms. Hazel. Ms. Hazel had blond hair, she was tan, tall, and had a British accent. At that moment I was nervous what I had ahead of me. The long week ended, results came in and there was some improvement, but the dyslexia wasn’t gone. My world was crushed, I had years of tutoring before I could remove the pain in my side. Vigorously, I worked harder and harder at Ms. Cindy and tried to preserve my problems. By this time it was the 6th grade, I worked as hard as I could in tutoring. Surprising, my dad asked me if I wanted to stop tutoring. I was puzzled at this question. He told me that it was time for us to move on because I had worked hard enough to stop. Bringing me back to this day right now. My whole dyslexic story had made me what I am today. Without it I wouldn’t be the hard worker I am today. Even though dyslexia might be the incurable pain in my side, it taught me how to be

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