My husband and my son are dyslexic. My husband, Andrew, did not understand that he was dyslexic until adulthood, long after reading difficulties in school left him frustrated—a fate that we did not want for our son. My son, Ben, came into the world a bright and vibrant child, but when he entered kindergarten we were told that he was not learning the way he should. We waited for the school to tell us how they were going to help him, but instead of holding Ben back, we asked for early testing. He was diagnosed with dyslexia in first grade. That’s when we decided as a family that we needed to be a part of the solution—so we began to research ways to help our child and to support our local school system with ideas.
Robbi Cooper and her family.