School’s Stumbling Steps

Deborah sets the stage: by seven, she knew her reading lagged, faking it through silent sessions with sweaty palms and rehearsed paragraphs—only to miss the story entirely. Her guest? A firecracker who ditched pretense for defiance, refusing work and bouncing between schools, exiting at 15 with zero qualifications. “I was a wild animal in a cage,” she laughs, recalling a boarding school stint that flopped. Teachers pegged her as lazy or dumb; Deborah got the “not applying herself” tag. Both felt stupid, inadequate—classic dyslexia fallout. Parents, sound familiar? Your kid’s stumbles aren’t laziness—they’re cries for a different dance.