My student, Bob, is 80 years old. He never learned how to read. Although he recognizes some words, reading for comprehension and enjoyment is beyond his ability. We've worked together for many months now, and Bob's self-esteem has grown remarkably. When we first met, he was embarrassed about his reading difficulties and ashamed to meet in public places. Now, he is proud of his attempt to overcome his handicap at this stage of life. He recently remarked that when he tells people about his efforts to learn to read, they are impressed. "They tell me, 'Isn't that wonderful!'" says Bob. "I guess it is something."

As I attempt to teach Bob the rudiments of reading, the things most of us learned in first grade - phonics, vowels, sight words - I realize how much he teaches me about persistence, perserverance and attitude. We all have things we'd like to learn. It really never is too late.