I have always been a slow learner. It took me until late elementary school to really learn to read. Even now, when I see a lot of text on a page, I get overwhelmed and I have to tell myself to slow down and read it line by line.
My dad used sit with me at the dining room table with his head in his hands trying to help me memorize the multiplication tables. My maternal grandmother, who was a retired 4th grade teacher turned Principal, and by all accounts a pretty patient one, said to me exasperated, “Becca, 8 times 4 is 32 just like the grass is green.” That one is seared in my memory now if anyone needs an assist.
If I knew then what I know now, I would have turned all of the multiplication facts into song lyrics and I would have had them memorized in a day. I would have recorded them on my Fisher Price tape player and saved myself, and my loved ones, a lot of frustration.
I would have eventually graduated to my yellow sport Walkman trying to learn the periodic table in high school or during my second tour of Algebra II (not to boast but I took that one Sophomore AND Junior year).
I have always loved listening to stories—from my mom reading me the Little House on the Prairie series before bedtime to solo walks around my neighborhood listening to podcasts to hearing all of the stories and small details of your lives during a Storied interview.
I might be slow on the uptake but I get there eventually. Arriving at Storied was a long time coming but I plan to stay here and remain slow and steady.
Speaking of being late to things, apparently there are such things as Google reviews. Who knew? If you have a moment and could write a review for Storied, I would love it.
Despite being pokey with lots of things, I am quick to respond to any questions you might have about Storied so please email, call, or text away.
Warmly,
becca