20 years ago the "slow" kids at my school went to the "resource room" that included ALL children who weren't the "norm". Alot of the slow readers hated going to this room, where they were uncomfortable with being labelled "retarded".
Learning Disabilities come in many different forms with many differing levels. At least today, 20 years later, my children with learning disabilities, have a regular classroom to go to and an educational plan that will help them progress. Ideal all the time? It is not...or we wouldn't even have this forum, but its a work in progress. And I believe progress has been made. There are now people in the workforce who understand and may even know another with an LD. That is progress. I understand those of you who can't come out of the closet for fear of losing respect, raises or even an employers excuse to get rid of you BUT for those of you who can share- comfortably- with people you can trust....it will add progress - maybe even for one of my kids.
Education usually can add value, as people that listen will understand, and not be so prejudgemental the next time.
ps: One of my LD sons has a friend that will most likely be the valedictorian of his class. They have been close friends for 4 years. His goal is to get into an ivy league college since 6th grade. Maybe he won't be so shy of the LD kids as he respects his friend that has LD's. We'll see...
AA , Disabled means you have been rendered unable to move or that you are unable to pursue an occupation. That is how it will be understood by most people. Until I discovered the use here I would have assumed the words meant what they said. That that person is as unable to learn as a quadri or paraplegic is to walk.
Even ten years ago I would have recognized what Dyslexic meant. I had actually forgotten this but in university I read and tape-recorded books and assignments. One girl I read for was a dyslexic in the arch-engineering dept, the other was a quadriplegic who lived in a nursing home because that was the only place the state could give her the daily nursing care that she needed to keep her alive let alone do her homework. Reading an assignment meant trying to turn the pages with a pencil between her teeth and read while not drowning in her own saliva and phlegm. Her roommate was a 65 yr old woman who'd been in a coma for two years. I can tell you in a nanosecond which struggle I'd rather anybody have to have. You bring entirely different connotations to the word disability than other people are going to have. Are you sure you're not sugarcoating the word ?