My mother, like all good mothers, began to teach me to read by reading old time lullabies to me as a child. Because I have dyslexia, I had trouble focusing on the words, but the pictures helped hold my attention. Then, when I was what we now call a “tween,” my mother took my reading lessons a step further, though in an unusual way. She gave me
Playboy Taught Me How To Read
Playboy Taught Me How To Read
Playboy Taught Me How To Read
My mother, like all good mothers, began to teach me to read by reading old time lullabies to me as a child. Because I have dyslexia, I had trouble focusing on the words, but the pictures helped hold my attention. Then, when I was what we now call a “tween,” my mother took my reading lessons a step further, though in an unusual way. She gave me