My name is Zoe and this is the time I figured out I had dyslexia and I had to go to my tutor. I was in 2nd grade and all of my friends could read short stories in their reading book in 30 minutes. I could only read two pages in that time. I felt weird because I was always the last one to finish.
My teacher told my mom about a tutor that her son went to. My mom called the tutor and asked if she could help me. My mom said that I would see the tutor on Mondays. After a year went by, I saw her two times each week, and I was about the same level as the rest of my class. I felt so much better because I didn’t finish last any more. But, I still could not write as well as the rest of my class so now I am working on writing with my tutor. I feel good that I can read and I am writing as well as the rest of my class.