Earlier Bird Gets the Truck Tour.

In December we saw an advertisement on the TV saying that the Ben10 truck tour was taking place in the UK. As you can imagine Jack was desperate to attend. We waited and we waited and tracked it on the website until the last Wednesday before Christmas only to find out that it was canceled due to bad weather. Jack took the news surprisingly well.

A few weeks later we received word that the canceled dates had been rescheduled for the middle of February, Jack immediately began counting down the hours.

We arrived 2 hours before it opened hoping to get in and out as quickly as possible, we had a busy day ahead of us. We'd skipped breakfast knowing that the parking lot was shared with a McDonalds. After having read the 'expect long queues' warning we'd planned to arrive 2 hours early, scout the situation and have a McDonalds breakfast while we waited. Don't judge us to wanting to arrive that early, as a parent you become very familiar with the concept of the earlier bird getting what is always a very limited number of worms before the early bird and subsequent later birds. It was a good thing we were that early too. When we got there there was already a queue, it didn't look particularly long so we went for breakfast first and just figured we'd monitor the queue and jump in if it started to get bigger. While in the queue we noticed the abundance of Ben10 garb on the children and got talking to the family behind us who had already been on the ride, they had opened it early. Great! So we ate our breakfast and jumped in line.

An hour later... we got to the ride, only 1 adult per child so Helen went with Jack while I watched on the TV's set up outside. The ride was about 10 or 15 minutes. Afterward Jack was given a Ben10 football and a photo opportunity with Humungousaur. As we left we noted that the line had grown somewhat. When we got in the queue there were maybe 100 people in front of us. When we left the queue extended past where we'd joined and extended all the way around the back of what is one of the bigger Toys R' Us stores that I know of. I'd have to say that there was somewhere around 600 people waiting. According to some staff the wait was around 4 and a half hours and, I'm not sure how true this is, apparently they only allow up to 1000 people to ride before they close up.

The tour itself was exactly what I expected. A simulator ride, character costumes and much Ben10 related paraphernalia that could fit on the back of a large truck. I must say that I was a little disappointed by the knowledge, or lack thereof, of the 'Plumbers' that were managing the ride. I heard several of the kids asking questions and it was pretty obvious that they hadn't done their research.

We asked one of the 'Plumbers' if this was Water Hazard or Bivalvan but I don't think she knew what we were talking about. She said Water Hazard.

Jack figured out that it wasn't really Water Hazard, just a man in a costume. Apparently there's a zipper on the back. I can't see it.

Inside the tunnel before the side.

Jack getting on the ride.

Wouldn't you know it. The moment Jack is on the ride Humungousaur comes out to see everyone.

Good thing he waited for us after the ride.

Hugging his favorite alien.

Jack had a great time, and is already asking when the tour is coming back.

The Starting Line

11/12/2010

I'm dyslexic. The official 'diagnosis' is literary dyslexia which put simply means that I can't read or write... My actual situation is quite a bit more complicated than that but that's not really why I'm writing this.

I've suspected that I'm dyslexic for some time now but it was only upon looking seriously at attending University that I really thought about getting assistance for it. I heard that support was offered and I figured 'what did I have to lose?'.

I have never really found the condition to be particularly debilitating, but then my school record it far from exemplary. I dare say that much of the trouble that I have now is possibly the result of my being aware of it. You hear people say stuff like 'Well at least I have a name for it now', well it's kinda like that but in the opposite direction to the context in which that phrase is normally used.  All the little things that I do that drive the people around me crazy are now put down to my being dyslexic rather than something like just not thinking or listening. At the same time, now that all of my teachers have been given my assessment I have found that I'm treated somewhat differently to how I was before. None of my teachers were told until about 7 weeks into the course so their change in behavior with regards to me was sudden and obvious. It's like some of them put on a pair of gloves before speaking to me now. Dyslexia has long been a polite word for idiot, as understanding of the condition has grown, it seems that it's only grown more polite.

Yesterday I had my needs assessment. This is effectively a long conversation with a specialist so that he/she can make recommendations as to equipment or techniques will help me with my studies. They have my initial assessment report in front of them and we discuss it, me, life, etc etc. The whole thing was very interesting to me, not only because the assessor was intriguingly humorless, but because of what she, as an expert, knew of the condition. The idea behind the whole program is to try to ensure that everyone starts at the same starting line, they give us access to things that other students wouldn't necessarily 'need' so that we don't fall behind. In my case I'm simply trying to disarm my tenancy to look for excuses.

A classmate of mine who is also dyslexic had his needs assessment last week and he found it really discouraging. He didn't realize just how much help he needed, despite his continuous efforts to counter the condition, he genuinely works really hard at continually practicing the things that dyslexics tend to struggle with. He came away with a needs list as long as his arm and couldn't help but feel... well stupid.

These are some of the things that can be recommended.
Readers.
Writers.
Dictaphones.
Dictation Software.
Text to Speech Software.
Colored overlays.
Tinted Glasses.
Specialist Tutors.
Printing Budget.
Colored Paper Budget.
Books Budget.
Extra Time for Exams.
Extra Time for Assignments.
Spelling Errors Allowance.
Grammar Errors Allowance.
A computer.
Access to Lecture notes and other such material before the class.

My classmate got the whole list, plus a few more that I can't recall just now, recommended for him. I can understand why he would feel discouraged. It's a bit eye opening when someone spells out exactly how much you struggle in such exacting detail.

I got everything on that list recommended, I turned down the readers and writers, having to tell someone what to write for me or likewise having someone reading to me is likely to end with some form of face punching. I can't say that I feel disheartened by this, as far as I'm concerned, the fact that I've done alright this far speaks for itself, the additional help can only be... helpful... It's not as disability in the sense that I can't do certain things, it just takes me longer. These recommendations are just to make sure I can keep up and while I'm doing alright now, it's been made pretty clear that's not likely to be the case for long.

One thing that surprised me somewhat but really shouldn't have, was the assessor pretty much scolding me for taking notes at lectures. Apparently this is the worst thing a dyslexic can do because it shuts down all the wrong areas of our brains. I'm now, upon pain of death, only to listen and record... With the dictaphone that I've not been given yet... I guess we'll see how that goes.

A dyslexic man walks into a bra.