The next day, Mila walked her brother and sister to school earlier in the day to ensure they would be the first ones there. And her boyfriend came along too. They came up with a little idea to help both Rosella and Pedro.

Pedro was pretty nervous as Mila walked him into the classroom.

Rosella sat in her chair and quietly strummed on her ukulele while Mila went to talk to the teacher.

"Senorita Rojas..." Mila began. "I came because this is really important. About the twins."

"Ah, yes. I cannot say they are quite like you were as a student." said the teacher.

"That's precisely the issue." Tech said.

"You're putting way too much pressure on my siblings." Mila said. "You may not know this, but an IQ of five hundred is a one in a million rarity. The chances of there being three children in the same generation with such an IQ have barely even a sliver of a chance of occurring, even if they are of the same bloodline."

"Milagro... I didn't realize that it would be like that."

"Oh, really? You're a teacher and you don't know the average IQ of students in your own class? Did you even begin to notice that there's a chance Pedro might be dyslexic? I noticed he struggled learning to read weeks before school even started when I began teaching him and Rosella how to read books. In light of this, my boyfriend and I, with your permission, would like to demonstrate a little experiment to your class today."

Ms. Rojas thought about it. It might be beneficial for her students to learn from the school's star alumni. And seeing as her boyfriend was incredibly intelligent and from a completely different world, it might be interesting.


As class began, Ms. Rojas called for everyone's attention.

"Everyone, I'm sure many of you know Milagro Madrigal, one of our school's best former students." the teacher introduced.

"Buenos dias, Mila." the kids said.

"Buenos dias, everyone. You can call me Mila. And this is my boyfriend Tech." Mila introduced. "Today, we're going to show you all an important lesson through various activities. A lesson about learning."

"As some of you may know, everyone learns differently." Tech said. "However, some may have developed learning disorders."

Mila drew a picture of the human brain on the board.

"A learning disorder is a mental condition that makes it harder for certain people to learn certain things because particular parts of their brain work a little differently. Take mine, for one example. My brain works a little faster than most, which helped me learn faster than most, but more commonly, some kids' brains develop certain subjects a little more slowly."

"We're going to start with the activities now." said Tech. "Can anyone here read well?"

One little girl raised her hand.

"What's your name, little one?" Mila asked.

"Ariana." said the girl.

"Well, Ariana. I'm going to write a sentence on the board..." Mila said. "But... we're going to add a little twist to it."

Mila wrote on the board... but she jumbled the letters around a little and messed with the spaces a bit.

"Alright, Ariana. Go on and read it."

Ariana looked at the board and found it a little difficult to read the sentence.

"My... mom... run... to... put-"

"Put?" Mila interrupted. "Where do you see that word?"

"I don't know." Ariana scratched her head. "The letters were all mixed up. I couldn't tell all of them apart."

"Next activity. Anyone here know how to write?"

A little boy named Julio raised his hand, and Mila had him come up to the board.

"Okay, little one." said Tech, giving him some chalk. "I'm going to give you some words to write. Easy ones. However..." Tech brought out a handheld mirror. "You can only look at your reflection in this mirror."

Julio shrugged. "Okay."

So, while Julio looked at his reflection, Tech had him write the words 'cat,' 'school,' 'rat', and then his name.

And then, when Julio looked at the board, his writing looked very messy.

"How did that happen?" Mila said, sounding like she already knew the answer.

"I don't know!" Julio said. I didn't know where my hands were all the time."

"That's exactly the point." Tech said.

"Here's another challenge." Mila erased the board and drew a pattern of symbols and numbers on it.

^555&467#9 &32#!1 *

"Okay, everyone. You have thirty seconds to study and memorize this pattern I just drew. Go!"

Tech activated a timer, and the whole class stared at the board, looking at the pattern.

And when the thirty seconds were up, Mila kept a paper with her pattern on it, and erased it from the board.

"Okay, now everyone take out some paper and pencils. Now, you have thirty seconds to write down that exact pattern."

Tech restarted the timer, and the kids quickly got to writing. And when those thirty seconds were up, Mila checked everyone's papers. No one could recall the exact order of all the symbols, and some couldn't even figure out how to make certain symbols.

"One more exercise." Tech said.

Mila got out a little storybook. A simple one. And she gave it to Ariana.

"I want you to read these two sentences right here, Ariana." Mila said. "Can you do that?"

"Si." Ariana said. "This is my favorite story."

"Good. You may begin."

And so, Ariana began reading.

"Red Riding Hood skipped along the path through the woods to get to her grandmother's house. But she didn't know a wolf was following her to her granny's house."

But while Ariana was reading, Tech started repeatedly tapping the teacher's desk with a pen.

"Okay, Ariana. Now the question is... how many times did I tap this pen?" Tech asked.

Ariana and the other kids were confused.

"I don't know. I wasn't paying attention to that." Ariana admitted.

"Precisely. It isn't easy when you have to try to pay attention to two things at once, is it?"

Mila and Tech came together at the front of the class.

"See, now you have an idea of what it is like for someone with a learning disability." Tech said.

"That exercise with the mixed-up letters simulates dyslexia. That's a reading disorder." Mila explained.

"This with the mirror," said Tech, picking up the mirror he'd used. "That's dysgraphia, a writing disorder."

"This here with the symbols... that's dyscalculia, a disorder that makes it difficult to learn math and calculations." Mila picked up the pen and tapped the board. "And this here with the pen tapping... that's attention deficit disorder. So you see, kids... it's not easy for anyone with any kind of learning struggle. So, if you meet someone who appears to be a little slower in understanding the lesson, don't judge them or make fun of them. They can't help it any better than anyone who's simply trying to master a new skill can help it when they struggle."

"You're each skilled in your own right." Tech said. "Some of you are good at schoolwork, some maybe on a more creative basis. And some of you might simply be good at being kind."

"Everyone has their own talent. And each human is unique in his or her own way, and they should be appreciated for who each of them is, not who they're related too. Take Rosella, for instance. Rosie. Why don't you show everyone your true talent?"

And so, Rosella began playing a sweet little song on her ukulele and singing a little song.

This is real, this is me

I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now
Gonna let the light shine on me

Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
This is me

Rosella blushed as everyone cheered for her little song. Mila was also glad to see Rosella seemed to feel better about being in school. Now, they just needed to make sure Pedro would get the right assistance.


At recess later that same day, Tech's horse Teatra came by, acting as an emotional support animal for the twins. And she helped Rosella with her musical showing off. Initially, everyone was shocked to see a real unicorn, a winged unicorn, and surprisingly the thing people were shocked above her species was the fact that she could talk.

"Alright, kids. You wanna learn more about music?" said Teatra. "Well, Rosella and I will teach you the basics through a little song."

And so, Rosella played her guitar, and Teatra began to sing.

Teatra: Let's start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
When you read, you begin with

Rosella: A-B-C

Teatra: When you sing, you begin with Do-Re-Mi

Do-Re-Mi

Rosella: Do-Re-Mi

Teatra: The first three notes just happen to be
Do-Re-Mi

Rosella: Do-Re-Mi

Teatra: Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti
Oh, let's see if I can make it easier

Do, a deer, a female deer
Re, a drop of golden sun
Mi, a name, I call myself
Fa, a long, long way to run
So, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow So
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do, oh, oh, oh

Rosella: Do, a deer, a female deer
Teatra: Re, a drop of golden sun
Rosella: Mi, a name, I call myself
Teatra: Fa, a long, long way to run
Both: So, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow So
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
Teatra: That will bring us back to Do

Teatra and Rosella even got the other kids to sing along. Even Pedro felt happy to join his sister and the musicorn.

Everyone: A deer, a female deer
Re, a drop of golden sun
Mi, a name, I call myself
Fa, a long, long way to run
So, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow So
Ti, a drink with jam and bread

Rosella: That will bring us back to Do

Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do, So-Do


And after school, Pedro got officially tested. It was confirmed he definitely had a mild case of dyslexia that definitely made it hard for him to learn to read. The teachers spoke with Bruno and Alicia about this, and agreed Pedro would need to take some sessions with a special teacher, and Mila gladly volunteered to be an extra tutor.

Pedro's parents figured out a system to help their son with his reading, and the whole family chipped in to help.

Mila would give Pedro extra lessons on the alphabet to help him learn to tell different letters apart, and Rosella had the idea to use music to help with his memory, as Mila had taught her once that everyone remembered things in different ways, and from as far as Rosella could tell, lots of people were great at remembering melodies to their favorite songs, and some were exceptional at remembering lyrics.

Once Pedro felt comfortable with just letters, the family would help him practice by having him read everything from words on flashcards to some children's books. Alicia even got her brother Ricardo to come and help since he had experience with dyslexia. They knew it wouldn't be an easy path, but they were going to help Pedro overcome his struggles.