Oh big frown frown grandson they diagnosed him as dyslexic.

[Mister Ed]

4. Let me tell you the true story of a dyslexic man I know.

He's the father of my lifelong friend Andrew. (Andrew is dyslexic as well, but it's the story of his dyslexic father that I want to tell.)

When he was a youth in the 1940's, dyslexia was not well understood. To his frustrated teachers and the school faculty, he was just a failing student.

In a conference with his parents, his guidance counselor expressed some meager optimism, though, and told them that with a great deal of effort he might eventually be able to learn a trade and actually become self-supporting in adulthood.

Well, he far exceeded that goal. His efforts instead got him into Yale, where he earned his bachelor's degree and then went on to Yale Medical School. He had a long career as a highly-regarded cancer surgeon. In retirement, he remained in demand for seminars and speaking engagements due to his outstanding reputation in the oncology community.

It's fortunate indeed that my friend's father did not let himself be bound by the low expectations placed on him in his youth. Your grandson likewise faces no limits other than those he accepts.