Education

When I was younger, a certain teacher refused to teach me. I was a great deal of bother, slow, retarded and generally a waste of space.

It didn't twig to this so-called teacher that only a year earlier I had read and absorbed "Day of the triffids" (John Wyndhams) instead of some stupid little book about Vikings and... oh, what was it? Yellow key learner? I don't know - I held that little issue in such contempt that I never really remembered the book. I did read it, twice. But wasn't paying much attention. Reading should be fun and/or informative.

At around this time I spent various sessions with a psychologist (Mr. Shapiro; based in a large grey building behind Aldershot Police station, almost always late for his appointment). I came out of this experience with something that has remained with me ever since --- there are a disturbing amount of incompetents in positions where they could wreck somebodies life.

A nice guy (Dr. Holt, based at the same grey building) was hanging around in the background. I think it was him that made the decision about my behaviour patterns (sure as hell couldn't have been Shapiro).
So I was labelled, categorised, and sent off to a boarding school catering for special needs pupils.

Now, the smarter ones among you might spot a problem. How could a dyslexic be reading books?

It is quite simple really. When I was diagnosed, many similar learning difficulties were classed as dyslexic. Nowadays, they have seperated them into their own form. Maybe I'm dyspraxic? I've not looked for any official definitions, and if I did, it probably wouldn't mean much to most of you. So here it is by definition:

1. An inability to grasp mathematics. At current date I can deal with binary maths because it is easy to visualise. I can also deal with charts and graphs because they can be visualised.
   On the other hand I can't add up a shopping bill. I mean, what does 2.47 and 1.83 and 0.50 mean to you? It can be visualised as an oven meal, a jar of hot chocolate and a pack of biscuits. However that does not help you arrive at a result. The final visualisation is an oven meal, hot chocolate and a pack of bicuits in a carrier bag. It isn't four pounds and eighty pence.
2. Copywriting, or rather an inability to read something and copy it. This was alleviated by the teachers dictating so I could write down what they said. As for a cure to this problem, I think the ball lies firmly in the court of Acorn User's Yellow Pages... I spent many winter nights in the dormitory copying out programs - in the days before cover mounted discs.

Education is an important thing, but it can frequently become boring. I don't much like sitting down learning pre-written things. I'd much rather do. That's how I found out I like electronics half as much as I think I did. Okay, it is fun making a simple burglar alarm out of CMOS 4000 series ICs. It is also fun (and nerve wracking) stringing a 6502 to a bunch of stuff to make a real simple computer. But... It's not as if I really care where all the electrons are moving.

• Finished an RSA/CLAIT II course proving I can word process, work a spreadsheet and a database and integrate the pieces.
  Passed... Obviously. :-)
• Finished studying T102 (Introduction to Technology) with the Open University.
  Didn't pass however, firstly because you don't pass (you get a credit towards your degree, something useful (not!) like 30 points (out of a total of 360). Secondly, I was in France during the exam, which was sorta necessary...
  Not to mention a series of cock-ups by the OUSBA which means I'll study with the OU again only if I can pay a lump sum. But I think I'd rather be in a classroom learning interactively.