Don't Let the Hand Get in the Way

He started writing camp this morning. I signed him up for the summer course at the high school to help him with his writing inhibitions. He was not a happy camper. When he was younger, he could not stand handling a pencil. The very act of putting pencil to paper was just too painful for him. It will always be an issue although, when we home-schooled, he could shout, sing or record his answers, and that worked out great! The ability to think off the cuff will always challenge him. No medicine for four years, National Honor Society member, first chair in tuba, and he has three friends. We are fortunate. So, off he goes to camp, my fighter.