Learning To 'Count The Days' - When You Have Dyscalculia

Yahuah has a sense of humor.

I have always had issues with numbers. I'm not sure if my elementary school teachers were aware of it - I would like to think they were, considering it would've been within their scope of practice to notice such things. All I know is that my inability to navigate the world of numbers became painfully obvious to me by the time I was in, what used to be called, junior high.

In those days, a student was often called up to the black board to work out a math problem in front of the class; and I'd done OK in elementary school when it involved basic arithmetic. Even multiplication hadn't been so bad, because the 'times-tables', as we use to call them, could be written down and memorized to the best of your ability. However, somewhere around 5th or 6th grade, we were introduced to long division and the complexities of addition, subtraction and multiplication of fractions. The former required too many mathematical steps for me to retain; and the latter involved a level of mastery I could not achieve. Not only was I expected to comprehend what a fraction was in relation to a whole number, I was tasked with solving equations. I couldn't do it; and Yahuah knows I tried. With all my heart and soul, I tried.

My 5th grade teacher, Mr Dinkins, was a kind and patient man.

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