I didn’t think I’d be telling this story soon enough but here we have it.

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Earlier today, my mom had me proofread a letter she had written and I had to make corrections.

Thing is, my handwriting is .. let’s say quite special and I knew I was in for a memory jog already, lol.
So, I had to re-write the thing and add my corrections. It was a formal letter, not lengthy.

As I was to hand her the sheet, I asked, will you be able to read this with your glasses or should I read it out to you?
She asked “this handwwriting hasn’t changed still?” I answered very calmly “it can’t change no more”

And then she asked me to drop the sheet. (Probably thought she would be able to read it)
3mins later, here comes my mother with her glasses on; “aahhh, Mosadoluwa” and I’m there looking like “don’t judge me, I asked you, woman, I asked you”

I eventually read it out as she looked into the rough sheet.

So what about your story?
Well, I’ll tell you.
It is said that a pupil picks up the writing of the first person to (formally) teach him/her. In as much as I don’t remember the person who taught me in those early formative years, I found a different story to myself.
As I grew, I noticed something when I write. My brain has the information but my hand is slow in executing the task. Picture it this way, I’m having a rush of 2,3,4 sentences in my head and I’m trying to write them all with the speed at which I’m processing the information.
It then appears that I try to put them down as fast as I can but my hand is not able to beat my brain. Hence, my writing turns terrible. Always very small and not very legible to the average sight.
When I try to write slowly, you honestly cannot understand what torture my brain undergoes.

Before you begin to see me as Albert Einstein, please, snap out of it, I’m not. LoL. I’m not even an academia par excellence but I know my strengths.
Beautiful thing is, i would eventually learn about some learning disabilities in Special Education. In this context, we’re speaking of Dysgraphia/Dyslexia related.
Personally, I do not see it as a disability. I consider it a gift.
I’ve written the larger percentage of exam in life and Yas! I’ve survived the teachers, loool.

I remember how I walked into the lecture hall that very day Dr. Olasehinde Williams took us on Special Education for the very first time.
By the way, I had done something very unimaginable to myself the night before and that’s a whole story for another day.
Oh how she explained by science all that I’ve experienced. Really, I wished I had known what was coming to bare at that moment long ago.
I wished my mom had known too. As I remember it, it was a tussle for her and myself. It kept on from my early primary school days till the end of it. When I was 8,10, it was the toughest!
Each day I had assignment she would help me with was a day of very bad endings. “write this thing bigger, write that one like that!” Tears in my eyes, “I’m trying”. But none is to be blamed, we didn’t know any better.
Now, I’ve not been examined by any professional and I don't wish to.

I’ll wrap this up this way;
1. It’s a call to teachers, training teachers and all round educationist.

Each pupil that pass your hands is special. God calls them “His heritages”. Ensure you handle each one of those treasures with care and all professionalism. Individually distinct.
Teachers! Always remember that you shape lives.
2. It’s a call to be self aware.

Maybe you have had experiences that are not very friendly or you’re still having them, permit me to say this; it would do you a lot of good to leave no stone unturned.
It’s just like Elijah Mikaelson in The Originals. He had a red door he wasn’t willing to ever open. Little did he know that opening the door was going to be a step to freedom.
Forgive yourself, because only when you do can you forgive others.

Live, bloom. Cheeers!
Dedicating this post to the #InternationalWomensDay2022 #IWD22. You are superhumans!
(Oh, nothing serious about the image above. I just happen to have a good sense of humor, cheers, again, lol)

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