Many of you have probably read my credentials or have heard that over the last 35 years my journey has expanded from being a therapist working with children and their families to being a teacher and administrator in classical Christian schools, as well as a few years in homeschooling. Since 2009, I’ve had the privilege of working with students, families, and schools through Equipping Minds to provide hope.
However, what you may not know is that I have sat where you may be sitting now, desperately wanting to hear hope for my son, Clayton, who was struggling. That journey began abruptly when his entrance into this world was traumatic. We watched God breathe for him for the first 13 hours before the trauma team arrived and transported him to the neonatal unit–an hour and a half down the mountain. We were in rehabilitation therapy from the get go, and the next 7 years would be filled with evaluations, speech therapy, and many tears.
With my education and experience, I began reading every book I could get my hands on and could never seem to find “Clayton” in any of those books. He did not say his first sentence until he was almost 4, but then … starting talking up a storm. When he was 5, the private school of our choice would not accept him and even told me that he had scored lower than any other student.
Then God placed an educator in our path who came to our home for the assessment and said, “There is so much in there that wants to get out… I think our school would be perfect for Clayton.” This was a classical Christian school in Fletcher, NC, Veritas Christian Academy. He had an exceptional year and scored a 99% on his phonemic awareness test. However, at the end of the 2nd grade, his reading and spelling were still laborious. That’s when I was sitting at the Georgia Dyslexia Conference and heard Clayton’s struggles described perfectly. I heard on that day that there was hope.
He would spend the summer at a learning center 4 hours a day, 5 days a week for 8 weeks. Amazingly, at the end of that time, he was reading, he was spelling, he was getting jokes, and able to follow multi-step directions. He was comprehending and telling stories in detail and in sequence… He was happy and confident. He went on to thrive in the classical Christian schools were I served. He was in the drama productions and excelled at impromptu’s and was on the Mock Trial team.
As he progressed, there was one area which remained a struggle… processing speed. As his classes became more intense, he told me that he could not process some of the information as quickly as it was coming. I was in the position to have the best teachers and had trained them in the latest brain-based instructional methods. However, I couldn’t ask the teachers to slow down the pace for one student.
This led me to further my research and training in the area of neuroscience and cognitive developmental therapy. My husband, who is also an educator, and I went through cognitive development training which focuses on developing the underlying cognitive functions necessary to read, comprehend, remember, and process information. Clayton went through an additional 60 hours of cognitive development training which increased his processing speed and his working memory. For the first time, he was reading for pleasure!
In August of 2011, Clayton began his studies at Boyce College in Louisville to pursue a degree in biblical counseling. While he had to work harder than many students to simply pass his classes, we were amazed that he had a 3.65 for the spring semester of 2013 – 4 A’s and a B+. He graduated in December of 2014 with a 3.2 overall GPA! He interned for our center during the summers of 2012-2014 and now works for us full-time bringing hope to students who are struggling as he had struggled. On July 28th, 2013 he was the guest preacher at Grace Presbyterian Church in Danville, KY. You can listen to his sermon on the Church Website, from the July 28, 2013 sermon: “Are You Keeping the Gospel Yourself.” Yes, language processing disorders in receptive and expressive language can be overcome!
Clayton wrote this poem during finals week just days before completing his undergraduate degree:
Take My Hand and Run With Me!
When people look at me,
A great student they see,
Spoken well of by the faculty,
Who constantly excels academically,
Who will go into vocational ministry,
This path has been far from easy,
For me, nothing ever came naturally,
Since a child I worked more rigorously,
Than all my fellow classmates,
Always falling behind in my classes,
No matter how much effort,
It never looked well on my report,
Despite my failures, I pressed forward,
Discouragement was constant, yet I endured,
The hope and love my parents showed,
And the Lord’s hand of providence,
Brought me from shame and disgrace,
To a place filled with faith and grace,
Fellow student, have hope and rejoice,
For you also can be set free,
From all these struggles and miseries,
For nineteen years it haunted me,
But now I can run with ease,
See, and learn from me, oh please!
I wish to see you at peace,
So take my hand during this race,
We will run a steady pace,
Confident with hope and success,
Until we unlock your gifts.