PLAYING WITH HOT WHEELS

Starting with elementary school I went to public school, however schools being a transition from being by myself now, entering school. Entering with "Assistants" (Aids) with a wheelchair can be difficult. I would have to say I was too young to really understand or comprehend just how different I was from the others. For better understanding let me break these type of kids into different categories lets indulge shall we?

(A) Kids, like this in exhibit (A) that were timid and afraid lets face it. I probably resemble some of the childhood characters in their books, I had had to admit I had felt just the same. I was so used to just seeing family or close relatives and now I was exposed to actual kids my age, and they were so different.

(B) Of Course there were the overwhelmingly "ask to many questions" nosy kids, but at my age, It really didn't matter too much because as I was too young to really understand the full extent of my own conditions. Some kids were looking at me like I supposed to address these overbearing peers. I will say that these kids sort of hurt my feeling because they would ask only questions sometimes hurtful. I would almost feel alienated from groups and certain gangs of kids.

(C) Than as always kids, wanting to help and give me " special attention" which at the time being so young felt appetizing because I was so young, and who doesn't like attention at that age, but ironically, I hate it now shows you how much of it from those type of people.

Although I had assistance to look over me to make sure their kids didn't want me to try something foolish, like for instance, talking me into walking when it was physically impossible with my balance issues. This never happened, although I guess it would be possible, this assistant would push me around because I didn't have an electric wheelchair until first grade (Thank God I got one, I hate feeling pushed), so basically all the assistance I got from this (AID) we're too. make sure I participated socially and help me with crafting gluing and cutting and what little work we did have writing. Basically making sure I got in the individual lesson, they did write for me like a translator, because my handwriting being bad, but that young age everyone had bad handwriting. So it wasn't that big of a issue. I was getting older, near the end of my elementary days. I would use the (Aid) more for writing assignments. Again just to make sure teachers understood. I use too also walked around the school, so the AID would be there to make sure of my safety. It was primarily just playing games building blocks so I was able to make some friends, but being specialized in certain groups or classifications didn't help so I remain shy severely actually I never asked for help I never really asked for anything again because of AID always being there by my side. I started to enjoy gym class because because of my certain kinds of independent, like during the games and activities. I was by myself, my AID would watch from the bleachers with physical conditioning teacher. I was only able to participate in the games if I did a few laps around the school, so I resented the fact that I had to walk around first until the gym found out that liked basketball and made personal commitments to take me to basketball games. I then ultimately became more fascinated with the class becoming everything with sports. Gradually gaining friends that would eventually become teammates on
the basketball team.

Capitalizing on becoming a coach help me achieve so much, coaching was such a big part of my life and eventually will remain a part of my life, and that of basketball just so much to talk about I want to stay focused on the topic of education on this post.

In middle school coaching the team allowed me to be more social and utilizing the ability, I was able to prove so many people wrong, teachers as well a student's you be surprised, jaw dropped to the ground. When you realize that there is so many educators that they do not know how act around me. Even if my intelligence is exactly the same. It's like they become frozen puppets or something which sounds bad, but I took advantage of that capability too with getting out of Read along or read out loud assignments.

So having accomplished, the social barriers of public schools now I had to break away from the prison known as "special education". Once you're in special education, they never want to let you go it's like being sent to prison and trying to get out of a death sentence, maybe you would think Logan. That's too hard of a generalized comparison, a death sentence and a simple special education class, but I've been in the front lines of this education it pure brain washing. These Board of Education supervisors and such do not want you to experience going out into a standard high school educators classroom because of the penalized results that will come of it. If you happen to fail. This is deluded, and there is a lot of red tape surrounding the issue, because you will be on a big impression that they want you to advance, technically it looks bad, if you go to a standard high school secondary (middle) school and are not ready. By the time I was done with elementary school. I had ended all but all of my special classes because I finally persuaded and was able to PROVE THEM WRONG! I had one math special ed class but I had a all normal classes after my termination of all others.

By the time I was in 10 grade I had got rid of all specialized classes, and graduated near the top of my class with honors. I would love to think that they would've realized I could actually have done is a lot sooner. But I think without being pushed and held down to only lesser limitations, actually proved to pay dividends because it made me a stronger person, more resilient.
In conclusion, never judge a book by its cover, or the first page or the second page read the book thoroughly and make sure you understand before jumping to conclusions and not staying open minded.
Peace Dudes
Logan