“Stop daydreaming” is what I remember my teachers saying to me in secondary school. My report cards would come back stating that I was bright, but that I could not focus or apply myself, that I spent too much time daydreaming in class.
It would have helped to know back then that I had ADHD (attention‑deficit/hyperactivity disorder), but in those days, no one ever spoke of learning differences. Fast forward 36 years and I wish I could tell those teachers that my ability to daydream, to see the world differently, is my superpower. I never understood how much of a strength it is until my son
