My Dyspraxic Melody



Dyspraxic Melody 

They gave me clap, clap
they gave me click, click 
followed by a resounding
curly wurly your thick . 

I did not stand a chance 
They never had a clue. 
What is this here Dyspraxia ? 
What was I to do? 
I have never heard of Dyspraxia 
Is it something new? 

An  11 year old
an outsider too,
she had never heard of Dyspraxia
though with it she grew.

It's all to do with the brain you see
jumbled tunnels and mixed messages
the mind and body in disconnect
some messages lost
thoughts and actions tossed

Tripping up the stairs
leaving tops off bottles
frustrating the teacher
being dished a spiteful blow or two
what's an 11 year old outsider suppose to do?

They gave me clap, clap,
they gave me click, click
They gave a curly, wurly
resounding you are thick!

Physio, swimming, and  trampoleaning too.
Taking classwork home re-writing it neat
then begins the homework
sitting in the uncomfortable seat.
Practising my handwriting, need to get it neat.

I remember the psychologist,
I remember him well.
I'm grateful for his misjudgement as it served me well.

'She's slow' he said
'You might as well accept it, You really ort to know.
She's not going to get anywhere, she is rather slow.'
Exams will be a struggle, there will be no college in her mist'
(and as the writer is typing these words she's feeling rather pissed)
'Be lucky if she gets a shop job'
I was teary about this.

After all how many other people have had their lives tainted by this??
My parents ignored his judgement, they refused to believe it was true.
Eventually i started believing it too.

Re-writing class notes, spending ages getting organised too,
going over course work
There was a lot i had to do.
Going into the library
asking for extra help.
So much for a social life,
 that just went to hell.
Arr well i was an outsider,
At least i pulled that off well!

My tenacity was my strength
My hope pulled me through
There was some good in being written off
(at the time i wish, i knew)

I gave my all and a bit more,
There were times where i was drained, my energy hit the floor.
But i got my GCSE'S, i went to collage too, moved on to Uni
And there's so much more we Dyspraxics can do.

To hell with the curly, wurlys, and bin the click, click
bury the resounding shouts proclaiming you are thick.
There is more to us then meets the eye,
don't be deterred by ignorant eyes.
It comes at a price,
and heavy is the cost

But we are worth fighting for
Ignorant judgements aren't true
fight for your lives
and fight for you.












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  1. Unknown10 March 2018 at 14:01

    its awesome only got through half haveing a bad day sorry be back to read rest and your blog keep it up

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