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Subject: Starfish: Finally, I Uncerstand, Part VIII, Carol Roach - February03, 2004



 Greetings, Ripplemakers
 
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      Finally I Understand:  The Series
 
       Part VIII: The Haunting
       
  I had finally arrived. I was now in the program that I wanted to be
  in. It was an accomplishment; something to be proud of. This program was
  extremely difficult to get into. Every year about 150 hopefuls apply for
  the Counselling Psychology Program at McGill University in Montreal, but
  only 17 are accepted. On my second try, I became one of the 17.
 
  Hurray, I shouted in my head, I am here at last.
 
  However, it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. Whereas in my
  undergraduate degree - the Bachelors of Arts in Psychology at Concordia I
  was always top in my class, here in my masters of Counselling Psychology at
  McGill University, everyone had been the top of their class. I was no
  longer smarter than everybody else because everyone was super intelligent.
  Actually I ranked about average.
 
  To be average when I used to be the smartest student was a real blow to my
  ego.   I must admit I had trouble adjusting to it.
 
  It was not good enough for me to be among the best I wanted to be the best.
  A goal that never materialized I must add. I found myself trying so hard
  just to keep up with the program while others seemed to be sailing by
  without much of a problem at all.  I had always been slower in preparing
  term papers and reports than most of my peers. Back in the undergraduate
  degree it didn't matter because I got the A's while the speedy people fell
  short. Now I was still as slow as ever and I was not getting all that many
  A's anymore! Yet the people that were speedy and sailing by without a
  problem were still getting them.
 
  Also, I was getting back almost every paper I had written filled with red
  slashes. I was continuously getting comments about how my writing was
  substandard.
 
  How could that be I wondered as I am a good writer? How all of a sudden
  could my writing become so bad? The pressure was mounting I was starting to
  lose it. As I was taken my courses, we revisited learning disabilities and
  it finally sunk in. I finally understood. Not only did I have a learning
  disability where math was concerned, I had had one in language arts as well;
  the very area that I excelled in. The writing disability only became
  apparent because at the masters level the demands on perfection were far
  more astringent. It was as if my work was dissected and seen through a
  microscope and these minute errors would stick out like a big blob.
 
  In fact it was at a point that I could not write anything without having a
  mistake in it. I tried so hard to correct my work but because of the
  learning disability I actually did not see my mistakes.  To give you an
  example of what I am saying, let's say that I wanted to write the sentence
  the white house had many windows. I may actually write the white horse had
  many windows without spotting the error. With a learning disability it is
  as if your mind is playing tricks on you. What you see may not actually be
  written there. A mirage known as an optical illusion in a desert could also
  be another way of explaining how learning disabilities play tricks with
  your mind.
 
  Scientifically, what is happening is that somewhere along the process from
  the brain to the eye, the signals or messages get mixed up.  I did finish
  my masters but I knew that I had reached my ceiling. To go on would be too
  frustrating for me. My decision not to go on was based on this learning
  disability and the fact that I was so tired of living on craft dinner or
  peanut butter sandwiches. I had to go out and work.  Unfortunately, working
  was no better. I did not find work in my field. Just as before when I was
  looking for university programs I was not ready to relocate either. So I
  started working in telemarketing; the easiest job to get in Montreal.  This
  job would at least put food on my table. As far as my disabilities were
  concerned, how could anything go wrong there? I was good at talking on the
  phone. I didn't have to use math skills which I had learned long ago
  presented a major problem for me and I didn't have to write anything which
  now was producing a problem for me as well.
 
  Once I was hired at my second telemarketing job, it turned out that I was
  so good at the job that I was promoted to quality control monitor in just 4
  months. In this new position I just needed to listen to others on the phone
  and grade the quality of their work while providing helpful suggestions on
  how they could improve if need be.  I just needed to do simple arithmetic;
  to add up the scores. Yet I failed again! Although I had graded hundreds of
  forms correctly, I made two errors. Since I was the only person ever in
  this position at this company to make an error, I lost my job. I was
  demoted. I was devastated.
 
  This learning disability will haunt me all the days of my life. Now I was certain.
 
  About me:  
   
  I have a Masters in Counselling Psychology.  I have written  for several
  newsletter including this one.  I run my own  newsletter and I will soon be
  publishing my book -  Picking Up the Pieces: A woman's Journey.  If you
  would like to comment about this story feel free to contact me  at:
  winterose @ videotron.ca


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  May you be blessed today
  Bob Johnston
  Editor / Publisher
 
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