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Today is e 's birthday. e is the boy I told u about here but I told you briefly about our friendship here is the Inside Story
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| KA with my mom in scrubs e is around here somewhere my image loader for blogger is acting up will try to post pics at a later date |
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When I was five almost six, my birthday is September sixth, it was time for me to start Kindergarten. My parents wanted me to go to a private school which was not too bad for us as both of them were doctors at the time. Th school did not cater to those with disabilities but they took me anyway and there i went.
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I was in KA and so was e. We were somewhat different. E knew phonics and could pronounce the names of the letters, me not so much. E was in a high gymnastics level. Me I was not. To put it bluntly he was not disabled and I was but i do not think e cared that much. e and I were pals. While other kids would be mean to me, and make me the monkey in the middle for basketball, e would help me do the monkey bars, and play in the sand with me at recess and lunch. In our class we would have play time inside the classroom and e was my companion. We would play read write and type and jumping dinosaurs. Which was like chess. e and I were equals. he did not treat me differently and that is one of the beautiful things about our friendship. He did not see a disabled six year old who could not talk right and sometimes drooled. He saw a six year old with black hair and loved to have peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
The last time I saw e was my eighth birthday. I went to public school after first grade while he stayed in the private school system till high school. Last January i was able to befriend him via facebook and although we do not facebook chat that often and have yet to be reunited in real life. I have the memories and there my kindergarten boy firend will always be.
Happy b day e!!!!
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For the longest time I did not see other stares. I think this is do to my nld but my sisters and parents notice staring and if it caused on my offense, such as an outburst which I still have on occasion, they are quick to tell me. last week;however, I noticed staring two times.
