All through my life writing and reading have been a very difficult task. Growing up I was exposed to two languages- Portuguese and English. I spoke Portuguese to my parents and, being American, I spoke English to my brothers. During a crucial time in my language development, 1st and 2nd grade, I completed my schooling in Portugal. After learninging to read, write, and speak Portuguese as fluent as an American 1st and 2nd grader could, we moved back to America. I was forced to make up 2 years of English when we returned. At this point in my educational career I began to experience hearing loss. I often feel that hearing is a very important tool when learning a language- obviously. Not having normal hearing may have had an effect on my ability to read, write, and speak English.
Later in to my colligate year, I realized that I had always had difficulties reading and difficulties performing visual observation. I believe these difficulties had to do with dislexia. It's never been proven, but I feel I may have it. My brother has told me he may have dislexia as well, which geneticly is further proof.
I have always been a visual person. Art is my thing. My way of expression. I strongly feel pictures paint a thousand words and believe words can some times be more damaging than good.
Why have I chosen to share this? LOL. Not for a chance to be lazy on this site. Lazy, is the last thing I am. Simply to help people realize there is more to me than they realize.
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