Monday, April 10, 2006

Spelling

Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.

-Sauce unknown `

Being Dyslexic this really tickles my funny bone, because one of the things with Dyslexia is you don't learn to spell.

The mechanical thing inside your brain doesn't get it.

I don't do to bad as I have a very good memory.

Spell check helps most of the time.

I still use an editor where I can for documents etc.

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