When I began school - that was the time when my folks slowed the car to a crawl and tossed me out in front of a first grade teacher and drove off very quickly - I thought that my class always met in the clothes closet. I quickly found out that I couldn't see very well and sat at the front in order to read the chalkboard and although I could read, I occasionally read with some difficulty. I have a tad of aixelsyd, or is that dyslexia?
John Bressler - How does God teach the mysteries of life?
