FOR WANT OF A FACE

This Piece Concludes My Story About The Hard Times My Mother Gave Me Because Of My Awful The Deviated Septum I'D Been Born With Giving This Parent Of Mine A Plethora Of Dreadful Anger And All Directed My Way; Which Left Me In Serious Doubt Concerning My True Abilities And Real Value In This World. I Should Mention Additionally That The Septum Difficulty Affecting My Ability To Translate Thoughts Into Ordinary Words; Leaving Me Wondering Greatly About My Basic Self-Worth. With These Speech Problems Affecting My Ability To Make Easy Connecting Contacts With Other Students In My Classes I Decided To Quickly Re-Invent Myself As A Very Shy All To Prevent Me From Making Those Speech Errors That Would Brand Me 'Un Idiot Savant.' Which Did Work Until I Took The 11-Plus Exam In Assessing Me As Leading Me Toward A Career In Though Still Faced With This Mother Of Mine Who'D Hated Me For My Strange Ways And Looks. What Does One Do With A Mother Like Other Than Write It Out Till Common Sense Safely Lands One; Canadian Immigration Being My Escape Route Exit From This Allowing Me A Chance To Seek The Minor Surgery Needed To Resolve All My I Can Now Speak Words With The Rest Of This Chatty World. Thanks So Much For Reading This. Beryl Hand