As a student in school you would always see me staring out the window lost in thought, dreaming about the birds, and the trees, and wondering what real life was like on the outside. The teacher had to constantly snap her fingers to bring me back to attention. At parent teacher meetings, they would complain that I had a very poor attention span and that if I didn’t concentrate better I would fail my exams and my life would be a disaster. Fearful of this pending doom for my future existence, I made concerted efforts to work harder and finally managed to successfully pass all my exams, not necessarily with flying colours I might add, but just to pass was good enough for me.
Years later I realised that there was a reason for this lack of ability to concentrate for long periods, and following lengthy and costly educational assessments, it was discovered that I had a form of dyslexia and that my brain would not and could not operate for long periods at a time, meaning that I would have to take small and frequent breaks in my studying, (I was quite happy with that!)
Aside from all of that, it has not really affected me in any great way over the years, but what I did notice was that the more one to one help I get with anything I do, the more likely I am to succeed in it, and the more I enjoy it. With that too comes the ability to retain information for longer, and it also results in me being more likely to persist with an activity for longer. (more…)