Someday you will look around the world and see things that were designed by someone great – your child.
You will hear music that was composed by someone great – your child.
You will read books written by someone great – your child.
You will try new recipes invented by someone great – your child.
You will use computer programs designed by someone great – your child.
Your child, the one who wouldn’t sit still, who couldn’t memorize math facts, who choked on spelling words, who danced on her desk, who failed in the classroom, who later designed a miracle and learned to tame lions… because she had a parent who set her free to be herself.
Because he had a father who gave him tools instead of flashcards.
Because she was set free to become who she was designed to be.
He was given the love, acceptance, support and trust.
She was free to dance, sing and draw.
I write this from experience. I’m visual thinker with Asperger’s Syndrome. I failed 3rd grade because I spent too much time doodling and daydreaming. When I was 13 my parents chose to homeschool, because the school system was failing me. Years later, I invented Dyslexia Games, a learning approach for children with Dyslexia, ADHD and Autism who need a learning program that uses art to teach reading, writing and spelling.