What is Leon Lewis Jr truly afraid of ?

For a long time as part of this blog series who is Leon Lewis Jr, I’ve really wanted to write a blog stating what is Leon Lewis truly afraid of, It’s funny because after lots and lots of thought it comes badsideoffeardown to one word. But the humorous thing about that word is it’s not descriptive enough to truly relate how and why I fear certain aspects of life, love and career. The word I have been looking for the past six months is failure. It is no more complicated than that I am afraid of not being successful, which makes this whole concept of failure, more difficult since I set my own standards for what is or isn’t “successful” in my own life. Listed down below will be the different attributes of what makes up failure in my mind. I hope that it will help you understand how I got to this unique word to describe my true fears.



I have a hard time drawing a line of where does my responsibility to family begins and end.

There is no bigger regret in my life, then me being mad at my grandmother near the end of her life because I felt she was always into my business. If there was anything I could take back it would be that childish notion that a individual who truly cares about you, “We’ll always seem like a busybody or a nosy person”.


About 15 years ago, I was holding a conversation with one of my brothers in Brooklyn. As he was bragging about the $500 he had spent on his outfit and new sneakers. He paused to say that his baby’s mother had a court order against him for child support for his two sons of $25 a week. Almost simultaneously he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of money probably in the neighborhood of $10,000. Before I could catch myself I heard me say you should put all the money in A envelope in rate this young lady a note apologizing that she ever got involved with a trifling individual like yourself. – – – I don’t believe I’ve held a conversation with him since.


I believe the easiest way to explain my view on dealing with any individual is, the old statement you are who you associate with. At my age I no longer want to associate with people. Who does not show strong integrity, integrity is a very distinct word. It is not a matter of what you do or what you have. It’s a matter of being truthful, and living up to your basic responsibilities and life. Questions I like to ask individuals to judge their integrity are simple how many days have you spent on bleachers watching your child in sports or practice. How many nights have you heard yourself say repeatedly to your child do your homework, how often do you check on the elderly person in your neighborhood just to make sure they’re okay. How much volunteer or charity work do you do to make your community a better place, and the big question that tells it all, is what you do in the dark suitable to be seen in the light? So back to my major dilemma and life do you deal with family members with no integrity.


Responsibility to friends let’s be very clear about this word friends in my whole life there are probably 15 people that I will truly call friends. These are the people who truly know the good and the bad about you and are always willing to pick up the phone at 2 o’clock in the morning to listen to your latest drama. These are the people you would trust with your children’s life, these are the people that you will drop anything for at any time and go see if they’re okay at any sign of trouble, some time you might wake up in the middle of the night after having a dream about a friend and call them at 4 AM in the morning to say are you okay, this person not only does not get mad truly appreciates that you tucked the time to check on them. So in my life these are the people I feel the most obligation to support and listen to, just due to the simple fact of what it takes for me to truly call somebody friend.


Responsibility to day-to-day individuals, truly goes back to if I feel that person has integrity.




How would one truly defined success or failure at love. It truly balls down to a couple of simple facts, when you wake up in the morning and look at the person next to you are you glad that they are there. When you are having a bad day or a great day is there only one person on your mind that you would like to tell your successes or failures to. When you hold that picture in your mindlove_with_you-wide of being 90 years old and sitting on a porch, in a rocking chair with a little blanket over your legs to keep you warm, who do you see sitting next to you. Even though we like to think love should be the most complicated thing in the world, it is truly the simplest at the end of the day is the person you spend your time with the person you see sitting next to you when you take your last breath.



Communication — with a lateral thinker is one of my biggest fears in business, these individual like’s to have step-by-step instructions. With plenty of time to process thoughts. My natural communication style is one of a global thinker once I see how to get to the end, it becomes hard for me to understand why other people are still at the beginning. It’s taken me a long time to not be frustrated with lateral thinkers. I realize sometime I might just need to walk away and give them the necessary two or three weeks to work through their thought process.


Understanding my true place in business, it has taken me a long time to come to the conclusion that I am a fixer. In business there are three basic levels of any manager there are maintainers, fixers and innovators. My natural ability leads me to being a fixer. There is an old statement that always run through my mind when I am talking to a customer, when I’m evaluating any business problem. “If you can explain the problem an, a intelligent and understandable way, you already know the solution, you just don’t like the answer.” This has become the business statement that I live by, I believe my true fear in business is never becoming an innovator.


So truly at the end of the day, it all comes down to one simple word fear. Of not living up to my own expectation of what my life can be and should be. success (1)

The Responsibility To family

Over the last several weeks, I’ve seen many people began to lose hope as the economy worsens in more and more people lose their jobs. as Other people are forced to step up to help support family and friends meet their everyday basic needs food and lodging. We no longer have the support system of living next to many relatives who can help us out during bad times. Due to our willingness to separate ourselves from our overall heritage, and chase the dream wherever it might lead in this mobile society. We as a generation have cut ourselves off from our basic support systems. As I watched the burden of family support shift from one generation to the next, I began to hold more and more respect for the pillars of this lost society we used to call family. The strong Aunts and Uncles and Grandparents who held everyone together no matter what. The family dinners and family get-togethers built a strong support network we no longer enjoy in today’s society. It is unfortunate that the majority of Americans can walk by a relative and not even know or recognize that individual as a family member.

Were do we go from here the lost generation, like every other generation before us we will find a way to adapt. It is time for boys to become men and girls to become women, and step up to the challenges we have created for ourselves in chasing the dream and the almighty dollar. It might be time for serious reflection in our overall goals of life, there might even be something said for a simpler lifestyle that focuses on family and enjoying life. Do we really need a 3000 ft.² house for three people with four cars in the driveway. If this statement offends you I am glad. We as a society must truly review our values and get back to the simpler things in life family friends in the basic thought of truly helping out your neighbor without looking for a pat on the back or rewards. We also must truly begin to think of the values that we are demonstrating to the next generation where money, cars, houses and the perception of success leads us to neglect the one true thing we should respect above all other, responsibility to family.

Being Dyslexic in America

What is Dyslexia?
Dyslexia is a brain-based type of learning disability that specifically impairs a person’s ability to read. These individuals typically read at levels significantly lower than expected despite having normal intelligence. Although the disorder varies from person to person, common characteristics among people with dyslexia are difficulty with spelling, phonological processing (the manipulation of sounds), and/or rapid visual-verbal responding. In adults, dyslexia usually occurs after a brain injury or in the context of dementia. It can also be inherited in some families, and recent studies have identified a number of genes that may predispose an individual to developing dyslexia.


After reading this long drawn out definition, one truly must wonder what it is like to have a disability like dyslexia. I will list several examples from my own life and experience, to demonstrate the frustrations one goes through with a disability like dyslexia.

· My first memory of things not being quite right, in first grade trying to read a basic what the dog did book I think spot was going somewhere. As I sat in the classroom and New York City full of children trying to comprehend what spot was doing. I started to be aware as I heard other people began to read out loud that the letters in the words did not look the same. I could hear somebody speak a word and look at the word but later on, when they spoke the word the letter seem to be in a different order. At one point somebody would say Dog the word would look like this( Dog), the next time I heard the word dog the word would look like this (Dgo) or (God). There is no way in the world that a child in first grade could understand why the word never looked the same.

· My next major memory would be about third grade, lucky for me there was not a common diagnosis for (ADD) at that time. I began to be very distracted in class and not paying attention to what was going on. As I look back on this it had to be a coping mechanism that I developed. As my behavior became more and more disruptive, some bright person and one of the offices decided that I needed to be tested for learning disabilitie, at that point in time my dyslexia was discovered. Looking back on it if anybody, was truly paying attention before this point they would’ve realized that I was one of the few children that didn’t speak a word until age 4 or 5, and once I began speaking I pretty much never shut up. At this point in time I was introduce to the famous New York City special education program where they truly tried their best to deal with a disability they did not understand. Even at this age I have a true knack of remembering everything a person would say, I seem to be a sponge for all types of information even at this age when other kids were watching cartoons I enjoyed the news and had a true understanding.

· My next major memory was one of a 8 grade parent teacher conference, I set in a room for about 45 minutes and listen to this so-called professional label me as illiterate. Looking back it had to be their lucky day I did not have a true understanding of the word. after 45 minutes of listening to a professional psychologists trying to convince my mother, that the possibility of be ever being a productive member of society was slim to none. The suggestion was to send me to vocational training and hope for the best. After returning home me and my little sister site down and looked up the word illiterate, needless to say I was heartbroken.

· My next major memory was from my days at Western Carolina University, even though they did have a excellent staff there to assist people with disabilities. There were still some professors who believe they should not follow the law. the staff of disability services was powerless against a tenured professor. I had one professor in economics that did not believe in any type of accommodations. The accommodations I wes entitled to by law, was a proxy to read to test out loud and to write my answers down word for word. this professor refused to deliver my tests to disability services so I could take them. Needless to say when the dyslexic is under any type of pressure and not fully concentrating reading any complicated paperwork becomes a chore. Even though over time you learn to adjust and take your time to reread things to get a clear understanding it becomes a impossible situation for a dyslexic to succeed in a time limited setting. I was forced to file complaint With Americans with disabilities act(ADA) with the federal government to force the university to allow me my rights. This also meant I had to take the same class 3 times, one of the reasons I took the class 3 times is by this point in time in my life I refuse to let this individual professor Win, I had the option of taking the class with A professor who would allow me my accommodations. But I chose to wait for a decision from the ADA which forced this professor into allowing me my accommodations.

Major challenges in my life today, is the perception of individuals because your spelling is off or your grammar is not quite right you are unintelligent. It is a shame after completing a bachelor’s degree in business aministration with a concentration in computer information systems and Masters of science and computer engineering with a concentration in Internet engineering, people still have a strong bias towards what they perceive as intelligence. I am writing this piece for two reasons, 1) So any person out there with dyslexia, can have a clear understanding that if you do have a disability like dyslexia it does not make you less than anybody else. 2) If anything it should empower you to greatness because as one wise person once said to me you know you must strive harder and be smarter than all of your competition. I truly hope by reading this one person in the world with dyslexia, will be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel and walk into a truly. amazing world and achieve their true goals and not settle for anything less. Please find a list below of some amazing people with dyslexia.

Famous People with the Gift of Dyslexia


Inventors & Scientists:
· Ann Bancroft, Arctic Explorer.
· Alexander Graham Bell.
· John Britten, Inventor.
· Thomas Edison.
· Albert Einstein.
· Michael Faraday.
· Dr. James Lovelock.
· Willem Hollenbach, astronomical photographer and inventor.
· Jack Horner, Paleontologist.
· Paul MacCready “Engineer of the Century.”
· Archer Martin Chemist (1952 Nobel Laureate)
· Pierre Curie Physicist (1903 Nobel Prize).
· John R. Skoyles Brain Researcher.

Happy 4th of July

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Look at how Public Schools, School Districts, States and Washington violate dyslexic students civil right to a fair and appropriate Education.