And second grade…
And third grade…
And fourth grade…
Sometimes I wonder what the next 40 years would have been like if I’d gotten some help instead of just getting yelled at for being lazy.
And second grade…
And third grade…
And fourth grade…
Sometimes I wonder what the next 40 years would have been like if I’d gotten some help instead of just getting yelled at for being lazy.
Some of my teachers thought I was “mentally retarded” (they still used that word back then) and others wanted me to skip grades. Sometimes literally in the same subjects. I’m still traumatized.