Monday, October 6, 2008

get it down I miss the playground



I miss the playground. I rember when I was in primary school I looked forward to recess and lunch. Recess and lunch were fun there was jumprope to learn.I became a pro at this when i was in Kindergarten. I loved playing on the playground doing the monkey bars and cimbing through the the tubes.

But what I miss most is the aceptance On the playground it was easy to join in a game of knockout or tag or handball. teasing still happened. I remeber a indent in pre K but for the most part My time from K-5 was great

My mom says that you learn to fear people who are different,. Mabey it is kinda like santa Clause you believe in him when your young but as y get older you Belize it is just your mom and Dad.

C is in K now and she told me that I seek wired. It hurt because in five years she might think people with disabilities are wired and avoid them and mabe even bully them. I fear that day. The day when kids realize that people with disablities are wired and bad.

I will always treasure the time we were playing hide and seek on Saturday night. THat took me back to the times of the playground

Friday, October 3, 2008

get it down : I'D go most anywhere to find where I belong


      I have something  called  NLD which    I have had since I was  six. It has never stopped before  from attending mainstream school.        This year however, I    have had on two times asked  myself   if I truely belong  at my  current high school. This  high school  has no  special day class  that I can hang out in and MSA  is no longer a lunch time friend  LG is in soutrhen  CA and  A is now friends with DD and is rude to me.       I don;t realy think  a SDC   class is the ancer . I love my AP history  class., but at the same time I  know I  am missing out  a lot socaily. I have yet to attend  a dance since entering high school. It's not that I am shy.  I am  veary  well known.    I know just about every teacher and  kids always  know  my name.    I mean they will  say hi to me in the hallways  and I have a lot of aquances but  no friends. Friendship  have always  been  hard for me to  navagate  and OCD  comeing  into my life   makes it    nearly impossible. What  do y guys think.   

on a lighter note
  Cousins C and R  are coming  tonight  I am so excited 
 hopefully I will have a good weekend to make up for the crappy school week 


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Saturday, September 6, 2008

17 years ago today an advocate for the disabled was born

 that would be me 
yeah thats right today is my 17 birthday  and in honor of that I am going to  tell y a positive   event that happened to me over the past  16 years 
1   celebrated  first b day with  friends and family and  enjoyed being the  only  child  during the  week. Laid back athelte  visited on weekends
2 became older sis to  book gal

 3  moved to house  I am currently  in and became    the  sister of   Princess
4     attend pre school  (SDC)    loved   Pocahontas 
5 started  an inclusive Pre K  

6 Learned  how  to  jump rope     from my K teacher  and did hippo theaphy
7   stated playing piano
8  went skiing  for the first time and fell in love with the snow 
9   partook in  a project and fond  that I am  a great actor
10  after meaning years of being Woody for Halloween  I  was a  clown
 
11  started playing   basketball with my church and then 

12 started  middle school  played softball   on   princess and book gal's  team. I was the eldest on the team

13     got Zoe for  Christmas and  partook in  my first Special  Olympics event   Swimming

 
 
14   graduated from  middle school.    had a big party  to celebrate then went to  visit  Mickey  Mouse at   Disney  land 
15     went to hawaii and swam with the dolphins   started  blogging and golf 
16     completed a driver's ed  class and got   nominated   for a computer  by one of  my blogger  friends
17 I  hope to have IRl's.   Do a lose the training wheels  bike camp and  do anther year of   Standford  golf  camp.  I hope   to  make  progress on a video about NLD and    give  my  poem to MS A  IN PERSON

(Uncle M  r and me  summer 2008)

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

to my smart and super fomer spainsh teacher

By AZ Chapman
When I was a wondering girl of fifteen

You greeted me with opens arms
We got the textbook that day
And you offered to let it stay

  In the classroom.
Over the months time I became a expert in high school hood While learning Spanish in a way I understood With dolls Mr.Potato head and songs That I loved to dance and sing along With winter came a grade of gold A solid A that I held with pride.
Spring Semester was a pester Uninvited parties ,maps and new changes There was one place that I felt safe On those lunch time days when Laura and I came your way I was happy as a lotto winer
  Because I had found acceptances Instead of being shunned because of my disabilities You even offered a treat If I always stayed in my seat In tenth grade

So whenever you sing a Spanish song with your new classes Know that I would like to have been there to sing along


got the pic from http://www.school-clipart.com/_small/0511-0708-2014-2315.jpg

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Eight adults and fourteen kids


Tonight we are hosting a family friend get together. It will be black doctors who happen to work with my mom and their kids. Mom is doing this to introduce a new docker to other black doctors. The family has 4 kids under the age of six. Tonight ought to be fun

who said who said kids can't make a difference

I say I say you got to see this.

Monday, August 25, 2008

A coach who premotes inclusion

      I am soo lucky that  I have a coach  who truly  believes  that anyone can    play and support there school.    This year  golf had a  a lot of  new comers so I thought I was  history.  GO is  not cutting  anyone but for finical  reasons  he is not going to  take everyone out for  matches  or    practice on the course. Go   has   a  good heart he   knows  about   my changes  but is  willing to do all he    can to  help  me  learn the game that he loves.       A lot of   coaches   have    cut me but  not GO.  I am thinking of writing a poem to him explain how    he  has helped be  belong  but   that will have to  come  latter.    

got pic from  http://www.ci.orono.mn.us/images/Recreational%20Facilities/Golf%20cartoon.gif