In a backwoods Oregon logging and farm community grade school, classes 4-8 all in the same room, each year my new teacher was most concerned about my 70-80% hearing deficiency. My "Deafie" mother saw to that. LOL And I thank heavens :)

My inability to spell was attributed to my not hearing. No one ever noticed that I usually had all of the letters in my mis-spelled words... just not in the right order.

I was a sophomore in a Portland, Oregon, BIG-city high school before I ever heard the word dyslexia. Because I was such a slow reader, my school counselor suggested that I take "A Special Reading Class."

A "Tkisstascope" that flashed a group of words or numbers - for a fraction of a second - onto a classroom screen was used every day in the class. I learned to see the numbers but - again - I was writing them down in the wrong order.

The "Speed Reading" instructor asked me to stay after class one day. Hence, I was "Informed of," and had a "Word for," my life-long-learning-problem, "Dyslexia."

The "Spiritual" teacher said that she was Dyslexic also. That many gifted people have had Dyslexia as well. I Am sure that Australian, Evelyn Wood, of "Reading Dynamic's fame - whose program came later - was dyslexic. She too taught a technique enabling one to read groups of words, whole ideas with each glance.

"Most people consider Dyslexia to be a handicap, Russ," she said. "I know better. So did Thomas Edison, Henry Ford, Benjamin Franklin, and Leonardo da Vinci. We are wired differently," she laughed. "It makes us "Gifted Ones" better able to communicate directly with God. Learn to enjoy your creativity. I've noticed that you are quite mischievous," my teacher added with a wink.

This is really the 1st time that I have told anyone about my Dyslexia. Not even my sister, brother, or even my mother, were ever informed. I guess it must be my time to come out of my Dyslexia Closet. LOL

Dyslexia might well account for some of the challenges that my children have experienced in schools? My son, Douglas, is "Left-handed." My mother wouldn't allow me to be. Mom was appalled when I refused to change Douglas to becoming "Right-handed," as she had switched me. Mother did insist that my son hold his fork in the "Right" hand.

As for me, I Am "Ambidyslextrous." Yup, I did it again. I've just now coined a new, "Right-meaningful" word. © Rascal Russ Miles 2007. I decided that I should post this "Rghit-up" as an ezine article. Perhaps my disclosure will bring some other Dyslexics out of their Respective, Restrictive, Closed Closets?

We can "Come out!" Not as victims, but rather as the Kings, the Princes, the Queens, and the Princesses. We ARE "God's Chosen Compassionate Rulers Of This Planet Earth." I suspect that Jesus was "A Dyslexic" also.

Rascal Russ Miles © 2007