Ally Nickerson
Hello. My name is Ally Nickerson. I am very good at reading. Yeah right. That is for the sketchbook of impossible things. The reason for this is because I have dyslexia. My teacher, Mr Daniels, is trying to help me learn to read and write. Not to brag or anything, but I am quite good at chess. I play with Mr Daniels after school and I have loads of fun. I am also good at art and maths. I have a sketchbook of impossible things where I draw all sorts of crazy things including a fish with a snorkel, a dinosaur holding a coffee cup, the rain avoiding the sky and a ghost in a blizzard.
I used to think I was all of the following. Dumb, stupid and lonely. Mr Daniel’s thinks I am actually really smart. He says if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will spend his whole life thinking that it’s stupid. Recently, I became friends with Albert and Keisha. They are really cool. I live with my Mum and brother, Travis. He recently bought a nice green car. If you added wheels to a pickle, it would look just like his car. His dream is to open up “Nickerson Restorations.” My Dad is away as I speak. We all miss him, terribly. There is this girl at school called Shay, who is insanely mean, always trying to bring out my bad side. She makes bracelets for her friends. Or at least, I thought they were her friends. Turns out, she makes them pay for them.
I used to be very gloomy and wore mainly navy and black. I thought that if I dress really dark, no-one would see me. It seemed to work too. Everyone acted like I was invisible. Nowadays, I wear really bright colours, like white or green. Because, as Keisha once said, “we’re not gonna fit in, but we’re gonna stand out.” I decided there was no point trying to fit in now. I have very neat, straight, blonde hair, because after school, I would just brush my hair, because there was nothing else to do as I had no friends.
I really don’t like reading or writing. I have dyslexia as I have mentioned already. The words all dance and I just can’t write. Mr Daniels is trying to help me learn to read. He normally excuses me from writing and I can draw instead. Our substitute teacher told me I could draw in front of everyone and it was really embarrassing. I used to like maths, but now I don’t because it has now got words in it. I am actually good at it, but the words are like a blocker between me, and the answer. I plan to ask Mr Daniels to stop doing word problems and algebra for a bit. Once Mr Daniels took a piece of paper and wrote Impossible and then crossed out the IM and the word that was left was Possible. He said that I will learn to read. I just hope it is true.
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