Maybe you think you’re stuck with a dyslexic child. Maybe you’re ready to pull your hair out. Maybe you think they’re just too lazy that’s why they can’t learn to read. If that’s what you really think, then this child is the one stuck with you.
Chill out, let’s read this awesome poem together. I wrote this poem for you, for them. After reading, laminate it for the reader-in-waiting. Let them know it and love it and read it. And you, lighten up buddy.
This short and cool poem shows the grit and spunk of this one person with dyslexia as they deal with the hassles of reading. Just look at how they keep on trying and use their tricks and gadgets to beat the odds. The poem also points out that dyslexia doesn’t mean you’re dumb or dull or stupid and all the other silly words people use.
It also shows that with some sweat, and different approached, dyslexic folks can reach their dreams. A message of cheer and high-five for all dyslexics, telling them that they have buddies in their ride and that they can rock it.
The Dyslexic’s Ode to Reading
The letters do a disco,
They boogie and they groove,
They make no sense to me,
I wish they’d find their groove.
But I’m not throwing in the towel,
I’ll keep on rocking hard,
I know that I can read,
I just need to play my card.
I’ll use my hacks and gadgets,
I’ll chop the words in bits,
I’ll glue them back together,
And make them fit like mitts.
I’m not a silly kid,
I’m just wired a little funky,
That doesn’t mean I can’t read,
It just means I must be a little spunky.
But I’m up for the adventure,
I know I can ace this,
I’m going to read the world,
And I’m going to do it with a grin.
Here’s to all the dyslexics out there, keep on reading, keep on rocking, you’re not alone, and you can nail this! But ke wena kleva watching us from the window and, over the fence, and thinking we’re wasting our time, change your attitude. Angithi?
