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Biography of a Struggling Student: My Story

Me and my awesome younger brother Adam
Me and my awesome younger brother Adam

This story may be more than you need to know, but a lot of people tell me they relate and I like transparency. I hope this is helpful to you.

As you know, I’m Seth, and you probably won’t be surprised to learn that I was the struggling student that I work to help nowadays. Yep, I was “that kid.” Kindergarten was fine, but here are some rave reviews quoted directly from my 1st-grade report cards:

“Slow worker. Very easily distracted. Loves school. Wants to be helpful. Very short attention span and never really gets into his work. Exhibits a very deep feeling and enjoyment. He loves stories. If I could only get him stimulated I know he would do well. He is a very thoughtful child. I think he is much brighter than he lets on and my hope is that as he matures and his short attention span increases, he will show greater academic progress.”

Even in first grade, I couldn’t fit in the proverbial box, and it only got worse in later grades. The same sort of comments appeared:

“Lazy. Unmotivated. Not living up to his potential. Daydreams. Needs to work harder. Doesn’t try his best. Doesn’t pay attention. Needs to focus.  If he would just apply himself, he’d be okay.”

Well, here’s the message I internalized:  I’m not okay, I’m somehow broken, something is wrong with me. I’m a lazy failure. I can’t do it, so I’m not enough. Why even try?

Of course, I had strengths, but they weren’t noted or built upon enough through traditional schooling, and I needed tools & insights that simply weren’t available back then. So, I struggled, a lot. I felt like a “lazy failure” and felt a great deal of shame. I learned to dislike me.

Patterns

Adopted at the ripe age of 3 days by an incredible family in Columbus, OH, I was a happy kid, but I never quite felt like I fit in. There was a sense that I was somehow different. I was creative and my imagination was wild and vivid. I would draw entire stories on giant rolls of paper, spanning 30 feet or more. I would collect and countless random objects, take things apart, make cool inventions. Some of them even worked. I was a lover of the natural world, bugs, plants, animals, rocks. I was intuitive and highly sensitive to what was going on around me. And I was a free-spirited dreamer, adventuring through my world — but schooling would minimize this.

Year after year, my grades slipped. Instead of developing my strengths, I tried to fit into the expectations of the school. Square peg, round hole. My frustration and hopelessness grew and eventually I gave up trying. Unconsciously, it came down to this: school wasn’t worth the effort since there was little reward and I just ended up feeling bad about myself anyhow. I wasn’t able to access learning in the way it was presented and I felt like a failure.

I was tested for learning disabilities in middle school and there were none identified. They said I had a high IQ but there were no programs at the time, and just having that knowledge didn’t help me gain access to any strategies or tools to help.

So I floundered through high school. I did fine the first two years with minimal effort because I compensated well. I always was strong out of the gates each semester, but quickly lost momentum and let my work slide. I couldn’t manage all the minutiae, so I didn’t do much homework, and I didn’t know how to “study”. If I did homework, I rushed it and I often forgot to turn it in or lost it. I didn’t know how to be a student in the system. It was as if the other kids got an instruction book on how to be a student, that I was never given.

My grades really began to suffer in the 11th and 12th grade when I couldn’t fake it anymore. D’s and F’s became the norm as I became more apathetic and as my parents became more concerned. They watched helplessly as I lied and lied about how I was doing and as I pushed them away when they tried to help.

My grades were horrible, but somehow I graduated high school. High SAT scores made it possible for me to enter Ball State University in a remedial program and on probation. The program required me to take 3 college classes in the summer, immediately after high school ended. I got 2 C’s and an A that summer. Ironically, the A was in Study Skills — I was always able to pull it together when the pressure was on, to make it “look” like I had things under control. At least it got people off my back for a bit.

I completely failed the fall semester and was put on academic probation. I then failed the spring semester, was officially kicked out of college and moved back home with the folks. They didn’t know how to help me, and I wouldn’t have accepted it anyhow. I looked for any job that would hire me.

I didn’t want to live with my parents — I wanted to be treated as an adult even though I acted like an irresponsible and helpless little kid. I ended up living with my grandmother, one of the most amazing people I’ve ever known. I tried again at a community college in Columbus, Ohio. Same pattern — started strong, optimistic with new resolve.

But things went downhill fast. Failed again.

By this time I was deeply hopeless and suffering internally. I felt empty. I felt like a complete failure and knew I would never be able to accomplish anything in life. What went wrong? Why was I broken? Why try? I gave up.

Turning it around

One day, after months of self-pity and blame, I hurt so badly that I decided I would do whatever I had to do to give it a real try once again. I was willing to do anything, including asking for help repeatedly until I got the help I needed. This was the hardest thing of all.

I began to change, slowly but surely. Momentum was building. I was having little successes. I got a minimum wage job I liked. I went home from work feeling good about what I had done. There was meaning in my work, and ironically, I was working with kids. And I was pretty good at it.

I’m so thankful for that job because it literally changed the course of my life. It was for a company called AYS (At Your School), in Indianapolis. I don’t know if it exists anymore.  I worked with a woman named Candy Hammond – I’ve since lost touch with her and cannot locate her. Nonetheless, she was a BRILLIANT teacher, and she showed me that you could positively impact a child’s life, that you can make a real difference. She was my first mentor and neither of us knew it. She inspired me to want to be better at serving kids. I would watch in awe as she would artfully listen to the students on a level so deep, it was almost spiritual. She attuned to the kids, she saw what they really needed, but not as students first. She saw their needs as human beings first. There’s a critical distinction here. I wanted to be able to help kids as she did. And this is how my professional journey began in 1993.

One day, while driving an old Mazda stick shift home from AYS, my long hair blowing in the wind, a big smile across my face and I realized that I wasn’t that hopeless person anymore. Somewhere in the past several months, those things that made me hopeless had been put to sleep. I was alive, invigorated. That moment, I realized then that I was always leaving work happy and it was at that moment that I dedicated my life to helping kids. I didn’t know how I would do it and I didn’t care. All I knew was that I needed to follow this path.

I went back to school to become a teacher and worked harder than I ever worked in my life. I probably worked harder than almost everyone in my classes because I didn’t have strong student skills. I literally would sit to study, sometimes reading the same sentence 10 or 20 times before it would sink in, determined to succeed no matter how hard it was or how long it took. It was painstaking. Every trick I could think of to make learning easier I did. I didn’t know it, but I was coaching myself.

I ended up doing pretty well. Through some twist of fate, I was the student asked to represent my graduating class at Indiana University by speaking at my graduation. Me, the once “hopeless, lazy, failure”. Through all of this, I learned beyond a shadow of a doubt that kids don’t have to suffer, that they can be successful and most importantly, happy.

But there is no quick fix. It takes time, patience, persistence. Kids need the right tools. Schools need to meet students where they are at. They need to see students holistically and build upon strengths. Left-brained students often navigate the system just fine, as it aligns with their strengths. But there are many right-brained, outside-the-box thinkers that don’t fit the mold. They might be random, global, big-picture, poor with details, creative, quirky, or otherwise divergent, neurodiverse learners. The fact is, when struggling students are properly understood and educated, they shine.

Nowadays I love my life. Sure, I still have massive Executive Function struggles, but I know what to do about it. As a result, I’ve built rich relationships, a career that I’m passionate about, a healthy lifestyle, a positive outlook, fulfilling hobbies, and most importantly, I’m pretty happy. So, in the greatest humility, I feel infinitely grateful that I’ve found my strengths. It’s my hope that I can share them here in such a way that it helps more and more kids have increasingly better lives.

Shine on,
Seth Perler

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Comments

  1. Kim says

    March 27, 2016 at 12:43 PM

    Encouraging. Thank you. 👍

    Reply
    • Elaine Kakambouras says

      December 28, 2020 at 5:37 AM

      Thank you for sharing your amazing story with students, teachers and parents and for spreading hope and knowledge through your teachings. Keep it coming! Elaine

      Reply
      • Seth says

        December 28, 2020 at 4:46 PM

        Elaine, you are welcome!

        Reply
  2. Paula G. Feldman says

    May 30, 2016 at 2:37 PM

    Inspiring

    Reply
  3. Marilyn Radford says

    February 3, 2017 at 10:40 AM

    This sounds so familiar. You could be speaking about my very smart granddaughter with ADHD. Thank you for your wise and insightful input.
    Marilyn Radford

    Reply
    • Seth says

      February 9, 2017 at 10:29 AM

      You’re welcome – I hope it’s applicable and helpful Marilyn. – Seth

      Reply
  4. Lauren says

    October 18, 2020 at 3:35 PM

    Seth, Thank you for persevering and doing what you do, to help others! This is what we need more of in the world – people like you!

    Reply
  5. Nan Eitel says

    October 20, 2020 at 9:56 AM

    I watched your webinar with Jed Applerouth yesterday and was so engaged and intrigued that I wasted no time coming here. My bright H.S. son’s strategy was do as little of the boring stuff as possible and then ace the final. Then a pandemic came, and there was no final. We found and hired an academic coach, and it has made all the difference.

    Reply
    • Seth says

      December 23, 2020 at 2:12 PM

      Glad you liked it and welcome to my site. Sounds like he’s got similar strategies to a lot of these students, lol. Glad you found a great coach 🙂

      Reply
  6. Jane says

    October 30, 2020 at 3:44 AM

    A story of hope when I needed it. Thankyou
    Jane

    Reply
    • Seth says

      December 23, 2020 at 2:13 PM

      I’m so glad to hear that Jane 🙂

      Reply
  7. Joellen says

    December 13, 2020 at 4:20 PM

    Hi Seth, do you have ADHD? I just found out that I do at the age of 51.

    Reply
    • Seth says

      December 21, 2020 at 11:16 AM

      I sure do – I didn’t even know until I had been working with kids for years, then one day the school asked me to do a screener for one of my students, and I realized that it fir me as well!

      Reply
  8. Cathy Smallwood says

    December 22, 2020 at 10:57 AM

    Hi Seth,
    – Just heard your great interview with Eric Tivers.
    – Excellent explanation of the relationship between the brain’s response to trauma, the stories we create, how the trauma gets re-triggered, and how mindfulness mediation can help us calm that response.
    YES!!!! It IS possible to meditate even if you have ADHD!!!
    – I’m 69 and have just been diagnosed.
    – have been “trying” to meditate since early 1990…
    Thank you so much for shedding light on this vexing problem 🙂

    Reply

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