The Work of Grace
As gently as possible, I ask, “Are you dyslexic?”
“I’m not diagnosed.”
I feel his hesitation. “But maybe? It’s okay, either way. There are more tools I can show you that can help. I can help.” I prompt him for a response with raised brows and an encouraging smile.
Rob looks down at my hand where it rests on his arm. “I think probably,” he admits. Letting a few seconds tick by, he gathers his courage. “What else can you show me?”
Smiling brightly at the opportunity to help him and more so, at the trust he’s given me, I click through a few more settings on his digital text, showing him how to use the text to speech function to have the program read the text to him.
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