Project Sprint 1

I started my project on Friday. This is after a conversation with my second assessor who suggested that I get the difficult stuff out of the way before my classes become as difficult. It’s a good this too because it too me forever to figure out what I was doing.

So I’ve re evaluating this sprint, everything is getting re-evaluated. I think I’m just going to multiply all my time estimates by three.


The original intention of this blog was to provide information on dyslexia in a very broad sense.

Due to lack of time and motivation this site went nowhere pretty quickly. So, I’m repurposing it to a somewhat more egocentric theme. It’s now going to serve as the main outlet for my own personal experience in higher education. In the hope that this blog will serve as more inspirational rather than educational.

As part of my final year project I’m going to be posting elements of my progress and other things on the site.

Also my thoughts solutions and ideas will hopefully find there way here too.

The Starting Line.

I’m dyslexic. The official ‘diagnosis’ is literary dyslexia which put simply means that I can’t read or write… My actual situation is quite a bit more complicated than that but that’s not really why I’m writing this.
I’ve suspected that I’m dyslexic for some time now but it was only upon looking seriously at attending University that I really thought about getting assistance for it. I heard that support was offered and I figured ‘what did I have to lose?’.

I have never really found the condition to be particularly debilitating, but then my school record it far from exemplary. I dare say that much of the trouble that I have now is possibly the result of my being aware of it. You hear people say stuff like ‘Well at least I have a name for it now’, well it’s kinda like that but in the opposite direction to the context in which that phrase is normally used.  All the little things that I do that drive the people around me crazy are now put down to my being dyslexic rather than something like just not thinking or listening. At the same time, now that all of my teachers have been given my assessment I have found that I’m treated somewhat differently to how I was before. None of my teachers were told until about 7 weeks into the course so their change in behavior with regards to me was sudden and obvious. It’s like some of them put on a pair of gloves before speaking to me now. Dyslexia has long been a polite word for idiot, as understanding of the condition has grown, it seems that it’s only grown more polite.

Yesterday I had my needs assessment. This is effectively a long conversation with a specialist so that he/she can make recommendations as to equipment or techniques will help me with my studies. They have my initial assessment report in front of them and we discuss it, me, life, etc etc. The whole thing was very interesting to me, not only because the assessor was intriguingly humorless, but because of what she, as an expert, knew of the condition. The idea behind the whole program is to try to ensure that everyone starts at the same starting line, they give us access to things that other students wouldn’t necessarily ‘need’ so that we don’t fall behind. In my case I’m simply trying to disarm my tenancy to look for excuses.

A classmate of mine who is also dyslexic had his needs assessment last week and he found it really discouraging. He didn’t realize just how much help he needed, despite his continuous efforts to counter the condition, he genuinely works really hard at continually practicing the things that dyslexics tend to struggle with. He came away with a needs list as long as his arm and couldn’t help but feel… well stupid.

These are some of the things that can be recommended.
Dictation Software.
Text to Speech Software.
Colored Layovers.
Tinted Glasses.
Specialist Tutors.
Printing Budget.
Colored Paper Budget.
Books Budget.
Extra Time for Exams.
Extra Time for Assignments.
Spelling Errors Allowance.
Grammar Errors Allowance.
A computer.
Access to Lecture notes and other such material before the class.

My classmate got the whole list, plus a few more that I can’t recall just now, recommended for him. I can understand why he would feel discouraged. It’s a bit eye opening when someone spells out exactly how much you struggle in such exacting detail.

I got everything on that list recommended, I turned down the readers and writers, having to tell someone what to write for me or likewise having someone reading to me is likely to end with some form of face punching. I can’t say that I feel disheartened by this, as far as I’m concerned, the fact that I’ve done alright this far speaks for itself, the additional help can only be… helpful… It’s not as disability in the sense that I can’t do certain things, it just takes me longer. These recommendations are just to make sure I can keep up and while I’m doing alright now, it’s been made pretty clear that’s not likely to be the case for long.

One thing that surprised me somewhat but really shouldn’t have, was the assessor pretty much scolding me for taking notes at lectures. Apparently this is the worst thing a dyslexic can do because it shuts down all the wrong areas of our brains. I’m now, upon pain of death, only to listen and record… With the dictaphone that I’ve not been given yet… I guess we’ll see how that goes.

A dyslexic man walks into a bra.