| Case study: Mancele
My disability in reading, writing and spelling affected me in two ways. first I had no confidents in myself and the second is the fear I had inside of me. My fear was and still is so grete [great] that if someone asked me to read, spell or write down directions, I would break out in a sweat. The fear was divercating [devastating] to me. About school i don't remember my early years because I don't thing I was taught anything to remember about school. However, from the sixth or seventh grade, I new I had a problem. I was tested and put into what was called an opportunity class, they call it. They sed that it would be a special class to help me. Most of the "opportunity" class was made up of young black men. We had the "opportunity" of running movies all day for other classes in our school. This was our opportunity for learning. The classes were taught by one teacher. He was subpose to teach us in all subjects, math sceance [science] and English, Histery, etc. The movies The movies were fun to show, however the one thing I learned was to show movies. So my seventh and eighth grade was a lost, too. Most of our tests in class were motobowt [multiple] chosuis [choice]. I got good marks some B, too. I became putty [pretty] good in taking tests. Even on my spelling lists I got 75% or 80% carick [correct]. I could menerize [memorize] anything for a short time, but in two weeks after I forget it all. Because I menorize it. It did not matter what order it was in or giving it to me. I learn the sound of each word and then the letters. But didn't know the words themselves. I graduated from High school knowing I could not read or spell afbulb [above] third grade. When I had to write a bookreported, the pain in my head would come and I would pannick. I would pick out key words in some books I knew, and picked out the main sentence, then put them together for my bookreport. "so now they say I have a learning disability. I say I wasn't taught."
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