(15)ġ1 An unwelcome thought unfurls like a blanket shaken open over grassġ2 ….nobody would have been able to predict that my life would fall apart during my thirteenth winter. (4)ġ3 Steve sneaks a peak at the clock, and I see his pencil quicken.(13)ġ4 I am conscious of heads bowed in focused concentration, of whispers of lead on the paper’s surfaces, of how quickly Andy’s pencil moves, of how quickly all their pencils move.(13)ġ5 Like runners taking their marks at a race, everyone sits, bows his or her head down, eyes falling to the white backs of their papers, waiting for the sound that will give them permission to start.(12)ġ6 …my copy leaves her fingers and floats to its resting place on the empty fake-wood top of my desk. (11)ġ7 The paper is blank on the side that faces me, a perfect rectangle of white. (Nov.(11)ġ8 …no matter how hauntingly familiar the figures are, they continue to remain anonymous strangers …(23)ġ9 My writing gave me some sense of sanity amidst the increasingly difficult challenges I was facing to keep up in my other school classes. Her memoir, expressing both her talents and her intense frustration at not being able to perform everyday tasks like telling time and making change, conjures a haunting, intriguing portrait of a lonely outsider using creative outlets to earn acceptance from herself and others.
Despite her triumphs, however, Abeel frankly admits that some obstacles in her path will never go away.
She recounts the encouragement she received to develop her talent as a writer, and traces her growing fame after her first book, Reach for the Moon The author evokes the rush of relief she felt when, at age 13, she was finally diagnosed with dyscalculia. I am terrified there is something really wrong with me," Abeel writes of sitting through a fourth grade math class). Offering an intimate documentary, the author analyzes each stage of her life from an adult perspective, periodically recreating significant moments in her development-and using adult language to do so: "There was no truer feeling of joy or of all-consuming passion than when I had an opportunity to use my imagination in creative play." She examines her painful childhood, when she felt isolated from her peers and was fraught with anxieties about her inability to measure time and distance ("I feel so far away from everyone, removed, alone in my ignorance. Abeel's charged autobiography about growing up both learning-disabled and gifted may be better suited for parents and teachers than children.
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