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I Feel So Small Next To Those Neanderthals. (By Johnny, aged 14 1/2) by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Friday, September 14, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
I don't know if I even belong here. I mean, I am only a kid, yet I feel so...small.
This is Johnny. I am in the ninth grade now, but compared to some of these kids that go here, I feel so tiny. I know I am short for my age; do the bigger kids have to make that fact known by rubbing it in my face??
I look like I am only in sixth grade or so, not much older than the age of ten. Yet in all reality, I am fourteen. A teenager. People always think I am a lot younger than my true age, and it drives me butt crazy!
Some of the kids who go to the high school are easily over six feet tall. In fact there are some guys here who are nearly 7 feet tall! Thay are taller than my dad, and my dad is over 6'5" himself! There are also girls here who are six foot or above, and whenever they see me rolling through the halls in my chair (which only makes me look even smaller, since I am sitting down), they look down at me with disdain on their faces, like I am some sort of creepy bug. It's annoying!
I started high school this week; still going to Morningside Academy for kids with special needs. I am taking the following classes: Adapted Phys. Ed, English, SSR (That's Sustained Silent Reading; it's to help build up my comprehension and my reading ability), Music, History (BORRRRING!), Science (bet this ends up being my favorite class; I especially love it when we study about the weather!), and Math. I have an aide who goes with me (oh, and my service dog, "Ginger", tags along too, so I am not alone), and in case I should run into problems, she has a direct link to the nurse's office.
I don't know if I am going to like switching classes so much. I get into a crowd of people, and I get severely claustrophobic. It is all I can do to keep from throwing up, passing out, or gasping for air. I hate the sensation of being hemmed in when we are trying to get to our next class!
I have already had one panic attack; I don't need another one! (I had one on Monday; I had to go to the nurse to lie down until my heart started jackhammering in my chest and until I could get my breathing slowed. I was breathing like a steam engine.)
Well, at least I don't have to worry about the kids teasing me about my wheelchair because the kids who go to Morningside are all disabled; there are quite a few kids here who use wheelchairs, too, just like me. I have some good friends here, and I hope to make more before too long.
The only sad thing about going to a school like Morningide is I don't get to see Jose', my best friend from my old school, Eastview Elementary. The only time I see Jose' is on weekends or at church. That's a big pain in the tukus!
I also don't like all the homework they assign. There's nothing I hate worse than having to be holed up in my room, struggling over my homework assignments! I have had homework every day this week so far; I wouldn't be surprised if I had some this weekend, too. I don't want to miss out on going to the football game at the regular high school; tonight's the season opener.
Well, that's it on the school front; have to go to my next class (yay!! It's Science! Oh, joy and rapture! :) ). I will write in my journal again another time. Take care, guys and gals; this is the Johnster signing off!
He does have a point here, you know. After being in school all day parents should be able to enjoy some time with their kids, instead watching them do homework for the rest of the day. Johnny, we are on your side!
Johnny is still the 'great little guy' he's always been, very refreshing to read!
Love and Hugs, R&B
Being the younger and lower of three brothers it wasn't fun and games at times but I never let, not even my brothers to put me down.
OK, so I was a maverick with a very very short fuse, but it help me to survive in the land of cyclops.
Georg
Such a touching write, kids are under so much pressure these days that many adults and other kids have no idea! I have a little boy in my class that I retained as a mutual agreement with his mother due to his size, he is so small...a beautiful little boy, but very small for his age. I told her that at this tender age he would be reziliant and adjust very well to being retained and it would also give him an additional year to grow while in the primary...she smiled and told me that those thoughts were already on her mind, but didn't know how I would react! I also told her that he would be an exceptional first grader this year and an even stronger second grader next year! He has done awesome and appears to have grown a little bit, I am anxious to measure him at the end of the year and compare to last years measurements! You've captured the heart and soul of Johnny in this one my friend, enjoyed! Sorry I've not been around the den much, I've had problems with my Internet at home this week, but all is well! It's good to be back!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
The world looks a whole lot taller through Johnny's eyes...but his heart is a whole lot bigger! :) An excellent write of the uncertainties of high school. Well done.
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