History was my worse subject in school. It wasn’t until much later in life that I came to the realization that history was not the problem in itself. It was the memorizing all those dates and names that slowed me down. I viewed history as drudgery as the hands on the clock of my history classroom seemingly stood still from 9:00 am to 9:45 am.
Miss cooper was a good enough teacher I guess, but my brain didn’t want to “grow with the flow,” so the rest of my classmates moved ahead as I learned to hate history. “Was that 1767 or 1776? Was he Thomas Jefferson or George Washington who in this or that date did whatever?”
History, math, and virtually any class that asked the question of time and dates drove me crazy. “Are you stupid, and lazy?” “Your child just doesn’t apply himself.” “Can’t you even concentrate on your homework for an hour or two” “Fine, if you won’t work hard, then you can just stay in your room until you complete your assignment even if it takes all night!”
Sometimes it did take me all night, and I still didn’t seem to know any more than I did upon cracking open the first book.
What was wrong with me?
Well, I grew out of most of it or maybe learned to cope with most of it, but here is what I saw in my textbook.
In 1429 Christophre Columbus sialed the blue Ocean. This is a simple rhyem that we all could learn ot help su remember dates history, wouldn’t yuo agree?
Instead of seeing, In 1492 Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean blue. This is a simple rhyme that we all could learn to help us remember dates in history, wouldn’t you agree?
Well, in the 50’s they hadn’t made much progress when it came to learning disorders and something as common as dyslexia, so I was labeled lazy and slow, and made to feel incredibly stupid.
Just writing this small short story can be a big challenge to me. When it comes time for me to prepare a sermon you just have to laugh. I even can laugh now.
I have walked up to the pulpit and looking down at my notes, verbally quote a familiar passage of scripture saying out loud, “Many are called, but chew are frozen.”
Oh well, I do get the congregations attention. God does have a sense of humor. I have become a lot more concerned with “His Story,” than “History.”
God does use the foolish things to confound the wise, doesn’t He? Besides, at my age I am history.
I hope this may help someone, and just want to say, godo byu!
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