My name is Dwayne, and I’m dyslexic.

My name is Dwayne, and I’m dyslexic.

Going through school in the late 80s was not easy for me. I often felt different and believed I was dumb compared to other students in my classrooms. I was held back a year in my early schooling, but I never really understood why I was different. Secondary school was a challenge, and passing the School Certificate was nearly impossible. I failed the first time and eventually dropped out of school. It was frustrating because deep down I knew I was smart, but back then, not being able to spell made people treat you as if you weren't.

Heading into my career, I’ve managed to pave my way into a good role, working my way up from a ‘trolley relocation officer’ to Area Manager of a well-known telecommunications company. However, my self-consciousness around my ability to spell has carried through into my career. I’ve relied heavily on spell check and auto-correct, which often doesn’t get it right and has resulted in situations that further ate away at my confidence.

Fast forward to today, and only recently have I come to understand why I struggled and where my gaps are. I’ve realised it’s normal and I am smart; I just have challenges spelling. I’ve learned that it’s not something to shy away from or feel you have to hide. There are small steps you can take to improve your daily life, no matter your age.

Since helping my wife open the doors to The Study Nook this year, I now have a better understanding of dyslexia and the support students in New Zealand need - support that I didn't have as a child.

I’m nervously sharing my story today because I know there are people - children and adults - who are probably going through what I went through and feeling how I was feeling. I want them to know that there is support out there, and you will be okay! Dyslexia is genetic, so one of my biggest drives for The Study Nook is not only knowing that Dani and our other tutors are supporting learners like me, but that we are helping pave a better scenario for future learners, like my 18-month-old, who may very well have dyslexia too.

So there it is - my name is Dwayne, and I have dyslexia, BUT dyslexia no longer defines who I am.

Know us before you judge us.