Why didn't I say anything until I was three?
December 6, 2009 7:41 PM Subscribe
I didn't say my first word until I was three years old. Does anyone know a probable cause?
I said my first word around my third birthday. Nobody in my immediate family thinks very much of it, but I've always wondered what the explanation might have been.
Here's the details that I could cobble together:
*I'm the youngest child, not a twin. While I was pretty close to my oldest brother (four years older), I didn't seem to have a special language with him.
*I could articulate sounds and gestured a lot to communicate, and I seemed to understand English, I just didn't speak it.
*My hearing is fine.
*My mother insists that I was fine in general
*As far as I know, I've never had a brain tumor. While I'm kind of socially awkward, I'm nowhere near being autistic.
*During grade school I was enrolled in speech therapy at my teacher's request-from what I can tell later, there were some issues with vowel pronunciation and pronoun confusion, but mostly something my mother has later referred to as 'word search' . . . while I could define words, I would have issues thinking of them to use in a sentence. There were a lot of exercises where I had to use as many adjectives as I could to describe a ball. This stopped in junior high-mostly because my mother refused to sign the form (I remember that the therapist recommended I continue)
*I'm fine with communicating now. Some people seem to detect an accent or complain about mumbling, but I don't have issues with random strangers understanding me (I spend a lot of time on the phone at work, I would have noticed by now if that were the case).
Anybody have any idea what was going on?
Anonymous because, while it's not a secret, it's kind of a weird thing for people I don't know to associate me with.
posted by anonymous to writing & language (33 answers total) 5 users marked this as a favorite
The story goes that my great-grandmother was a fussy lady toward him— constantly adjusting his blankies and and flattening his hair. On one such occasion, my grandfather evidently swatted her away and said in a loud voice:
"MOTHER, I'M FINE. LEAVE ME ALONE."
He grew up to be an amazing engineer, working for Von Braun in Huntsville, then moving on to inventing rocket parts for the nascent NASA. Not too shabby for a "dumb" kid.
You're fine!
posted by functionequalsform at 7:47 PM on December 6, 2009 [1 favorite]