Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

DYSLEXIA AND ME






I am a voracious reader.  It is rare that I am not in the process of reading one or more books.  I even enjoy technical manuals and text books.

I had a hard time in school because I was a poor reader.  I did not realize until later (actually in college) that I had struggled with dyslexia.   I might read the word was as saw, often having to spell the word to identify it.  Having to read word-for-word was excruciating and the meaning was often lost. 

 In high school I pulled excellent grades in algebra, geometry and the sciences but barely got by in literature and history.   And yet, outside of school, from about the age of thirteen until I graduated, I read every issue of Field and Stream, Outdoor Life and Sports Afield; and practically memorized the U.S. Navy Survival Manual.

By the time I graduated high school I was compensating for my inability to read rote by reading context.  I became very good at reading for content and found I could read very fast and with high recall.  

I know this sounds strange; but when I look at a line of print I do not read word for word, but I read the sentence.   I can digest a manual, a how-to book or a fiction or nonfiction book within a few reeds with good comprehension; but when I try to slow down and read aloud it comes out faltering.    

 My wife and I have often read together; most of the Stephen King books we shared – which means that she did most of the reading.   When I would read to her it tended to drive her crazy, because if she was following along I would be skipping words, inserting words or abbreviating sentences; the meaning was there but the rhythm, the meter and the beauty of the sentence was missing.

In order to slow down I must run my finger along the line beneath each word.   Especially when dealing with numbers I still follow my finger, otherwise 12345 may come out 12354.   When reading poetry or Shakespeare I use my finger to slow down and sound each word in my head in order to hear the beauty of the writing.

I am not too sure that reading will be important in the future.   Most technology now comes without manuals; how-to are now on video; cellphones and computers now talk to you; and the reading most of the young people do is in abbreviated form within 140 characters. 

We may be near the last generation to read books, magazines and newspapers.  Print, one day in the near future, may be considered arcane.

the Ol'Buzzard



Wednesday, October 16, 2013

SO MANY BOOKS SO LITTLE TIME







I am never without a book to read.  I am an eclectic reader.  From cozy Ms Marple mysteries to the Icelandic legends of Sigurd and Gudrun; from the Cat Who mysteries to The Elegant Universe; The Three Pillars of Zen to manuals for Dummies.  

The new book I have picked up is a cozy read – light – a quick read – a pleasant read for a rainy day.  



The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, by Alan Bradley, is the story of an eleven year old female Chemistry prodigy who is obsessed with poisons and prisoners.   The stories take place in the 1950’s in rural England.  Flavia de Luce has the keen perceptions of Sherlock Holmes; and being eleven years old she can move through the adult world practically unnoticed.   She comes from a totally dysfunctional home with an eccentric father and two older sisters that attempt to make her life a misery.  Brilliant beyond her age, Flavia is able to solve mysteries that the local constabulary find baffling. 

A mixture of Tom Sawyer and Nancy Drew with a splash of Ms Marple and Sherlock Holmes; Flavia becomes a lovable, rascally heroine that will make you want to read the rest of the series. 

If you are looking from a respite from the government foolishness you could do worse that spend an afternoon with Flavia de Luce.


the Ol’Buzzard