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Speechify Text to Speech Tutorial Introduction
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As a dyslexic college student Cliff Weitzman built Speechify, a mobile and desktop app that lets users listen to documents and books instead of reading.
Speechify is now used by millions of people who consume 200 Million words with the platform every week (4,000 books worth of information per week) and has saved users more than 3.4 million hours of time.
*Speechify Text To Speech is FREE:*
Follow Cliff Here:
I am dyslexic.
Reading a sentence takes me the same amount of energy and brainpower as most people take when solving a four digit long division math equation in their head.
I was diagnosed in 3rd grade. It was the best day of my life.
Before that, I would pretend to read in elementary school.
I'd sit with the book open in front of me and pass my finger under the words so that people (my parents, teachers, friends, siblings) wouldn't think I was dumb, or lazy.
Reading circles were terrifying.
One by one kids would read. And it would get closer to me.
My hands would start to sweat.
So I timed it just right. And right before it was my turn…
I'd go hide in the bathroom.
I did this every time.
The worst part was my dad. He was my hero.
The person I dreamed that one day I would grow up to be.
Everybody loved him. I LOVED him. I wanted him to be proud of me.
"Cliff, why are you so lazy? Don't you want to learn how to read?"
"I DO! CAN'T YOU SEE HOW HARD I'M TRYING?!" I bursted back at him, tears streaming down my face.
"No, I don't. I spend 2 hours trying to teach you how to read every day. I bought every program. Stop fidgeting and pay attention, for once."
"PAY ATTENTION?! I'm always paying attention."
"You're not. You don't care. Even your sister can read and she is 6."
"Because I TAUGHT HER! I didn't want her to go through this too.
I know all the rules. Every rule. But when I apply it, it just… doesn't work."
I use to dream about reading. When I was young I wanted to be President, a Billionaire, and a Pop-Star. I knew that to be two of these things I had to be able to read. So I walked around everywhere with a book under my arm, and imagine that one day I'd be able to read it.
The book I wanted to read the most was Harry Potter.
But after the 20th time a librarian woke me up because I'd fallen asleep with my face berried in the third page of the book I gave up.
Luckily my Dad didn't give up on me. He never gave up on me. Ever.
My Dad worked really hard when we were young. He almost never had time to eat dinner with us.
But he would come home early for this:
He'd sit on my bed. And in a slow, deep voice. He would read Harry Potter to me. My eyes would light up. I loved this so much.
When my Dad couldn't make it home in time, he'd record himself reading Harry Potter on a cassette tape. I use to fall asleep listening to that cassette tape. Over and over and over, listening to my Dad's voice.
I was double lucky because I also had my Mom (aka MamaBear). And she cares. And she is very good at research.
One day, likely during the 1000th time she searched, or in one of the 100 books she read on the topic she learned about "Dyslexia" she thought that maybe I had that. She got me tested. Turns out that is exactly what I had. That, and ADD.
When I learned I was Dyslexic, I took the deepest sigh you've ever heard a 9 year old give. "Finally!" I thought, "I'm not broken, I'm not dumb, and I am definitely NOT LAZY!"
"Great," I thought, "now we know what the problem is called, let's fix it!"
My Dad found the actual audiobook for Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone, narrated by Jim Dale. He got it for me.
I listen to it 22 times in a row.
Those first three pages I would fall asleep on in the library? I have them memorized. Along with the rest of the first chapter of the book. 13 years later.
I didn't stop listening. I listen to every book in that series. Then Narnia, then Lord of the Rings, then Game of Thrones, Pillars of the Earth, Atlas Shrugged.
I never stopped listening.
I had a 20 ton boulder chained to my back that stopped me from being the person I wanted to be. Every sentence I read took ages. Now I had wings.
I started pushing my listening speed, from 1x to 1.25x, 1.5x, 2x, then 2.5x speed. Because the ...
**To read post #2 go here!
Speechify is now used by millions of people who consume 200 Million words with the platform every week (4,000 books worth of information per week) and has saved users more than 3.4 million hours of time.
*Speechify Text To Speech is FREE:*
Follow Cliff Here:
I am dyslexic.
Reading a sentence takes me the same amount of energy and brainpower as most people take when solving a four digit long division math equation in their head.
I was diagnosed in 3rd grade. It was the best day of my life.
Before that, I would pretend to read in elementary school.
I'd sit with the book open in front of me and pass my finger under the words so that people (my parents, teachers, friends, siblings) wouldn't think I was dumb, or lazy.
Reading circles were terrifying.
One by one kids would read. And it would get closer to me.
My hands would start to sweat.
So I timed it just right. And right before it was my turn…
I'd go hide in the bathroom.
I did this every time.
The worst part was my dad. He was my hero.
The person I dreamed that one day I would grow up to be.
Everybody loved him. I LOVED him. I wanted him to be proud of me.
"Cliff, why are you so lazy? Don't you want to learn how to read?"
"I DO! CAN'T YOU SEE HOW HARD I'M TRYING?!" I bursted back at him, tears streaming down my face.
"No, I don't. I spend 2 hours trying to teach you how to read every day. I bought every program. Stop fidgeting and pay attention, for once."
"PAY ATTENTION?! I'm always paying attention."
"You're not. You don't care. Even your sister can read and she is 6."
"Because I TAUGHT HER! I didn't want her to go through this too.
I know all the rules. Every rule. But when I apply it, it just… doesn't work."
I use to dream about reading. When I was young I wanted to be President, a Billionaire, and a Pop-Star. I knew that to be two of these things I had to be able to read. So I walked around everywhere with a book under my arm, and imagine that one day I'd be able to read it.
The book I wanted to read the most was Harry Potter.
But after the 20th time a librarian woke me up because I'd fallen asleep with my face berried in the third page of the book I gave up.
Luckily my Dad didn't give up on me. He never gave up on me. Ever.
My Dad worked really hard when we were young. He almost never had time to eat dinner with us.
But he would come home early for this:
He'd sit on my bed. And in a slow, deep voice. He would read Harry Potter to me. My eyes would light up. I loved this so much.
When my Dad couldn't make it home in time, he'd record himself reading Harry Potter on a cassette tape. I use to fall asleep listening to that cassette tape. Over and over and over, listening to my Dad's voice.
I was double lucky because I also had my Mom (aka MamaBear). And she cares. And she is very good at research.
One day, likely during the 1000th time she searched, or in one of the 100 books she read on the topic she learned about "Dyslexia" she thought that maybe I had that. She got me tested. Turns out that is exactly what I had. That, and ADD.
When I learned I was Dyslexic, I took the deepest sigh you've ever heard a 9 year old give. "Finally!" I thought, "I'm not broken, I'm not dumb, and I am definitely NOT LAZY!"
"Great," I thought, "now we know what the problem is called, let's fix it!"
My Dad found the actual audiobook for Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone, narrated by Jim Dale. He got it for me.
I listen to it 22 times in a row.
Those first three pages I would fall asleep on in the library? I have them memorized. Along with the rest of the first chapter of the book. 13 years later.
I didn't stop listening. I listen to every book in that series. Then Narnia, then Lord of the Rings, then Game of Thrones, Pillars of the Earth, Atlas Shrugged.
I never stopped listening.
I had a 20 ton boulder chained to my back that stopped me from being the person I wanted to be. Every sentence I read took ages. Now I had wings.
I started pushing my listening speed, from 1x to 1.25x, 1.5x, 2x, then 2.5x speed. Because the ...
**To read post #2 go here!
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