John was a typical preschooler. He was a happy, capable child, with great verbal ability. He spoke in full sentences at an early age, and he knew lots of words, especially words related to cars and trucks. By the age of two, he knew the difference between a pay loader and a backhoe, and he was sure to correct anyone who got it wrong. But no matter how hard we tried, he couldn't learn the names of the colors or his phone number. And while we spent hours reading together, he just wasn't interested in the letters of the alphabet.
We gave him another year in preschool, hoping it would give him a head start, the time he needed to grow.
At the age of six, John started kindergarten. He loved school. He had a lot of friends and he was happy—but
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