Took me longer. It took until I could no longer buy velcro shoes in my size.
In kindergarten my friend knew how to tie her shoes, and she showed me the bunny ears method, but I couldn't remember it. I'd been shown the more complex way, and hadn't mastered it yet. When my siblings went to teach it to me again, I asked to learn using the other way, because I felt I had understood it better. They refused to show me the other way.
I'm vaguely guessing that maybe they didn't know it and instead of explaining that insisted the other way was better. Or maybe they firmly believed the other way is better. Whatever.
I said then I didn't want to learn at all. This was part of a general trend in that the teaching styles of pretty much everyone in my family worked horribly with my learning style. I learned well in school, but I was in misery whenever family members tried to teach me things, and I had strong associations with them teaching me things with frustration and pain. So, I simply refused. I insisted, forcibly, on velcro shoes as soon as I was able, and then I refused to wear anything else until I had absolutely no choice. Shoe-tying was not taught in school, so I didn't learn it in a safe, non-frustrating environment, so I just didn't pick it up for ages.
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In kindergarten my friend knew how to tie her shoes, and she showed me the bunny ears method, but I couldn't remember it. I'd been shown the more complex way, and hadn't mastered it yet. When my siblings went to teach it to me again, I asked to learn using the other way, because I felt I had understood it better. They refused to show me the other way.
I'm vaguely guessing that maybe they didn't know it and instead of explaining that insisted the other way was better. Or maybe they firmly believed the other way is better. Whatever.
I said then I didn't want to learn at all. This was part of a general trend in that the teaching styles of pretty much everyone in my family worked horribly with my learning style. I learned well in school, but I was in misery whenever family members tried to teach me things, and I had strong associations with them teaching me things with frustration and pain. So, I simply refused. I insisted, forcibly, on velcro shoes as soon as I was able, and then I refused to wear anything else until I had absolutely no choice. Shoe-tying was not taught in school, so I didn't learn it in a safe, non-frustrating environment, so I just didn't pick it up for ages.