Life, Love & Dyslexia: Sarah's Journal

"There were only a few things that I liked about school. I liked the pencil sharpener at the front of the classroom. I liked the closets where we hung our jackets. Most of all, I liked watching the big clock in the front of the classroom... when the hour hand pointed to the big three. I became a daydreamer. I would doodle on my schoolwork. I would play with my pencils and make origami when the teacher wasn't looking. I would look out the window and imagine I was somewhere else. I felt like ...