I believed as most are taught and rightly that some secondary education is required to get a modest career.something that'll pay modest,normal bills,insurances,up keep of everything,etc.so i struggled doing school work but turned things in on time and was just interested in going to a 2 year community college.i knew i couldn't ever go to a university,wasn't smart enough(i wasn't ever told that,i just knew myself)and just fine with that,myself.i knew i hated marriage,kids and sharing living space so never a room mate crap. I graduated high school with a 2.9 g.p.a and a semester early since i had taken a summer school class to get 2 classes done sooner and easier.i still walked and all.i got my license at 17 and a part time job at a fast food place and went to school with near perfect attendance get grounded in my teens but twice and from dad babble only needed a spanking a few times by kindergarten but not after.parents went to every parent/teacher conference and mom every once a year volunteer at the school for field trip or small school event.an all american looking family.but looks are always deceptive on any surface. I grew up in a rural suburban area(a great thing!)where my elementary,jr&high school were side by side on 2 lane street.No city buss,closest and only stop was a 10 mile walk or bit more.neighborhood wasn't an area could drive thru for any short cut,it did a huge loop and end up on the same 2 lane street-224th st.us kids had many places free to run,ride bikes and play in the woods.people had real yards,not patches and space between them.you sure couldn't reach out your window and hand next door a cup sugar.every house was different some ramblers like mine was,some 2 story but none floor plan brochures.yards all different,a few cul-de-sacs and trees surrounded.i was so fortunate(feel sarcasm)my house was behind the high school-well it was school,small school buss depot,a small house church,then my neighborhood.so we heard every game and lights from the high school.parents spoke with-not at or to-with each other regarding us kids.you'd be in trouble before getting home,they already knew yet i didn't have a clue.any strange car was talked about and conversations would be a loud one since would stand at yards edges,i still dah know but don't care,i miss so bad it hurts.only child i was sheltered a heck a lot more than i should have been,my parents monopolized on that till just 1.5 year ago.i realized neglectful love and endangerment is as harmful as physical abuse. First i'm no professional blogger,poster,etc.I'm neurological/developmental, severe learning disabled with some psychiatric disorders and Asperger's.Thats just what i was born with thanks to negligence.parental negligence for not asking enough questions and taking a medication for nausea,the doctor who prescribed a mental med for upset tummy(a medication for adults)up till the 6 month.The medication called compenzine which was re-called off the market at the end of 1978(so happens my mother was taken off but not put on another tummy medication-hum.)and i came feb of 1979.All i have is spell check so please all English and wanna be's teachers save the red correction ink for somebody else.
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