I used to have a lisp. I had no idea. I remember my grade five teacher asked me if I sometimes had trouble speaking or using words. What the heck? No. Then some lady started coming to pull me out of class. This was embarrassing. I got to miss class though and that was cool. I remember her coaching me on how to hold my mouth and my tongue so that I could pronounce "s". She must have made me say the word "snake" a hundred times. I wanted to tell her to fuck off because I could speak well enough. But being in grade five, I didn't have the guts.
I'm not sure when I ditched the lisp, I guess when that lady stopped coming. I wonder whose idea it was to send her. My teacher? My mom? Who funds that anyway? Hmmm. Nonetheless, I'm glad I don't have a lisp anymore.
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