Mark Twain wrote, “I can live for two months on a good compliment.” The book of Proverbs says of the ideal woman that “Her mouth is full of wisdom, and kindness is on her tongue.” Kindness may not be in vogue in the current political climate of self-positioning and getting ahead by any means, but we are all drawn to kind people who affirm us. Compliments, like thin January sunshine after a week of gray skies, lift our spirits.
My dyslexic students work very hard and often have very little to show for it. That doesn’t mean their efforts should go unnoticed or unpraised. They, like Twain, will work much harder after an honest compliment. I try to daily find an accomplishment from each student that can be noted without being patronizing. Kids can spot a fake a mile away. They hold me to the truth standard when I am giving out praise.
Handwriting is often a bone of contention for dyslexic people. There is a condition called dysgraphia which may co-exist with dyslexia. It is basically confusion about the process of writing. Writing on the line, or even close to the line is a challenge in itself; let alone forming the letters correctly, spelling correctly AND remembering to slide the pencil over enough to leave space between the words.
I have two students whom I am sure have dysgraphia. One is toward the end of his time with me. I have been part of his educational life for 4 years, nearly all of his school life. Today I graded one of his writing assignments. A smile of pleasure bloomed across my face as I noted the neat, tight cursive writing, the excellent spacing, and the overall readability of the assignment. Expectantly watching me look over his work, the same smile crossed Patrick’s young face. This guy is out-of-the-park talented when it comes to story telling, and the content of his writing was superb, but that has never been the issue with him. Creativity oozes out of his every pore, and now he can write in a way that others can see that talent. I passed a reward tag across the table to him, and we shared a look of satisfaction as I praised his efforts. When a student does well, we both celebrate.

My second dysgraphic/dyslexic student is at the beginning of his journey with me. We have traveled together only a few weeks, and he is just learning that I can be trusted, that I will never knowingly embarrass or put him on the spot, that I have a prize box in the cupboard which is not reserved only for kids who make A’s.
Today brought dictation sentences to his small group lesson, and as in the past, he was great at remembering the words to be written down. It was getting them onto the paper in a way I could read that was the issue. We have been working on it, and already there is improvement. Today as I rolled my chair to his spot across the table from me, he gave me a gap-toothed grin as my eyes slid to his work. There were spaces between the words today! And, for the most part, the words sat on the lines. A capital adorned the front of the sentence and a bowling ball of a period marked the end. WOW! I asked him if he knew how good his work was. He shyly said he knew, but that he liked to hear me tell him. Not holding back, I happily pointed out all the good things he had done on that sentence. He basked in the warmth of the words, affirming that his hard work was recognized and acknowledged.
He wrote his name on the reward tag with a flourish and dropped it into the box, half filled with other tags kids had earned for good work during that small group session. A small snowfall of white tags with initials penciled onto them. Each tag representing good work acknowledged, rewarded and praised. Each compliment a step toward building up a child so he or she can continue with the daunting task of working harder at reading and spelling than any of we non-dyslexic individuals can even imagine.
