THOUGHTS of THE BOY with Dyslexia
What a guy I am
Full of vigor, so please ignore the spam
I can throw a football and get a grand slam
Before I knew I could fail, I was THE MAN
I did glide through life, before the "in" thing became school
Which rallied for aleph bais,and I became the fool
Although I'd rather forget that moment in time
When it was all about sounds and how they rhyme
But here's what happens when it's Kriah time
My voice doesn't respond, feeling like I've committed a crime
I knew the sounds just minutes ago
Why can't I just act like I know?
Why do I freeze and try to please?
Instead, I should just fake it, say excuse me, and sneeze
I had it all planned out last night
When my stomach twisted with a knot of fright
I was so sure, finding a trick for each sound
And rehearsed in my head a way to astound
So why do I always lose the fight?
and why am I missing this basic right?
As something makes me act different in the spotlight
Even though I practice at night
And why don't my parents make it ALL RIGHT?
IF THEY COULD!
ALEPH BAIS AND NEKUDAH TRAINING AT YOUR FINGER TIPS -
POSSIBLE IN 10 SESSIONS