Aspies For Freedom

Abuse.

Bullying. Homework. And a general feeling of not fitting in with nearly everybody.

I generally liked school, and it was a vast improvement over home. PE was indeed a pain, though.

- Being controlled and constently watched by other people such as teachers, parents, and idiots who think you're a severely disabled special needs person.

- Bullying. (It isn't as bad if you appear "big" and powerful. My big scary chain pants make me look tougher. No one wants to pick a fight with someone who listens to eardrum-popping music. Just don't bully people or you'll become no better than them.)

- Homework.

- Homework.

- Puberty. (It's even worse for girls)

- Homework.

- Homework.

P.E.

Bullying.

Put-downs from teachers and other adults for no real reason.

Constantly feeling on edge and being "watched".

Constantly fearing I would get punished for the least little mistake, however innocent it was.

My worst part is being a freshman when I'm smart enough that I could have been out of school by now if anyone had noticed me.

thestorm Wrote:

Meiloyn, I think it's probably the pants. My listening to Marilyn Manson was the reason students, teachers, and hell even the DARE officer picked on me.

Before I started wearing the pants, bullies were swarming upon me like bees. I don't have any bullies nowadays.

You can't use upper grades as a possible thingy because people from different grades never crossed each other in Pulaski. Nor do peopel from different clusters, or even groups. (Clusters are separated into three groups)

Oh yeah, I hated lunch time, because if you sat alone by yourself and read (my preference) you'd be picked on. PE was another horror - our female teacher had a BEARD, I kid you not, and was built like Arnold Schwarzenneger. I hated the very idea of using the crossbar thingy, where you hang upside down by your knees or spin around on your tummy and she forced me to do it, again and again. I always threw up afterwards. Didn't stop her though. Eventually I cottoned on to the fact that some of the girls who disliked PE would tell her they "had their time of the month" and would get out of it. So from then on, every week (we had PE on Thursdays, sad that I still remember that so long after!) I had my period as well. It worked, or maybe my PE teacher just gave up on trying to make an athlete out of me.
Alison

Sparkle1984 Wrote:

In primary school, the worst part was being picked on by other children.  However, the majority of people in my classes were OK towards me, and I did at least have some friends.

In both primary and high school, I didn't really like break-times, as on occasions when my friends weren't able to be with me I would feel very lonely and I wouldn't know what to do.  I would often just wander aimlessly round corridors if it was winter time, but in the summer I would go and sit on the wall outside. Sometimes I would go to the school library, but as it was only a small place, they had a strict rota of which year-groups could enter on which weekdays.

I hated PE lessons too.  I remember in my first 2 years of high school, everyone had to do indoor wall-climbing as one of their sports.  I absolutely hated that, as I'm very clumsy and I'm scared of heights.  The PE teachers were very strict, and they made everyone take part in the wall-climbing exercise.  They even said that if you tried to get out of it one week, they would make you do it twice in the following weeks.  While I was sitting on the bench waiting to be called up for my turn on the wall, I always felt really nauseous and scared.

I would still say that being made to do wall-climbing was my worst aspect of high school. At least I wasn't really bullied in high school though.

***.

I also have acrophobia. Rather mild though. What happens to me is that I can't move. If I try to take a step, I put my foot back automatically. I really am stuck in place, and it takes willpower to actually get me to move.

I've only done sideways wallclimbing in 4-5th grade so far. It sounds like fun, so I'm waiting for a chance. (Heights only paralyze me. I don't hate them, and I don't try to stay away from them.)

-Bastards
-Bitches
-Schools handing out homework daily
-Listening to my mother yelling every weekend
-Listening to my sister's constant critisisms such as "you don't have to do ______," "that is absurd," "you should be a little more normal," ect)
-Being the youngest of the family, and therefore being overprotected to bits by mother, and having little experience with youngsters
-Having to put up with mom's packratting habit, she'll buy tons of random things without considering what to do with them or where to store them, and it adds to a horribly clutteredhouse

I found the school toilets weren't all that clean. Not long after I left kindy, they put in toilets without doors. I doubt I would have wanted to go to those toilets.

The things I hated mst when Iwa in school were:

-Teachers alway on my case. 9"You're so smart. Why do you always act so immaturely?!")
-PE (I was bullied in pretty much every gym class from 1st grade through 12th.)
-Lunch (All I ever wanted to do was sit and read my book, but that was considered "not sociable" and not allowed)
-Getting in trouble for my stims (I always put things in my mouth - I still do, occasionally, like erasers and such, and teachers would always yell at me about that)

Seriously, not being able to edit typos is incredibly annoying.

Max the Bear Wrote:

As a broad generalization with many exceptions, girls are socially and psychologically vicious; boys are physically bullying / abusive.

Either way, school can be one fresh hell after another for anyone who is different.

Maybe in some cases the above is true; however when I went to high school I found that the girls were socially, psychologically vicious, physically bullying and abusive. But then so were the boys. I received black eyes from both genders and learned early how to fight dirty just to survive.
Alison

.jaime. Wrote:

what i hated the most was constantly switching schools. in grade 5, 6, 8, 10,and 11 i had to start at new schools. i eventually stopped trying to fit in and that actually seemed to help. girls were always 100 times more evil to me than boys- i assume it's the opposite for males?

I really hated that, too, and I never actually moved out of town much. For some reason, I was born in New Britain, but for the earliest parts of my life, I lived in Middleton, then not long after the beginning of Kindergarden, moved back into New Britain.

I went to a Catholic school for half of Kindergarden on Grandma's advice. (And everyone knows Grandma's advice is faulty) I didn't really like the bratty kids there so I'm actually glad I moved. (And the kids are still bratty. I have to see them every time I go to religion class after school on Mondays. They're just your typical annoying little snickering NTs, who shun anything even slightly out of the norm.)

For the second half of Kindergarden, 1st grade and 2nd grade, I went to a public school, but appearently stuck in a class full of people with learning disabilities. I was the highest functioning of them all, so for Math and Reading, I went to a different class. Just me. They thought I was ADD then, but my mom knew it was wrong and never medicated me.

In 3rd grade, I switched schools again and went to a different public school. This one was stupid. Pretty much the biggest element of this school was to "simulate" real life. At the end of every day, you had a job, worked and was paid fake money, which you could use to buy goods people in other jobs made. The "employer" obviously sucked, because I wasn't ever paid. For the first half of this year, I was stuck in an LD class (with both 3rd and 4th graders) with the same Math and Reading drill. Then I guess they realised that they were being assholes and moved me into that class I went to. I was also glad because the teacher in the previous class often took the class on field trips to elderly nursing homes to entertain the elderly. My god, the nursing homes depressed me.

In 4th and 5th grade, I moved to yet another public school. This one was actually normal, and I didn't get put in a disabled class this time. =D I thought this school was great.

In 6th and 7th grade, I evidently went to Middle school. Pulaski, the school was called. Pulaski was a great school, even if it's full to the brim with stereotypical Puerto Rican people (Ghetto guys who let their pants slide down their ***, and Ghetto preps who are the exact definition of the phrase "slutty ***") and other assholes of various shapes and sizes. The best thing about this school was Wojciech. Wojciech was blah blah blah blah blah Wojciech blah blah blah blah blah and some other crap about how wonderful he is. =D (Making fun of myself)

In 8th grade, I was invited to a school for the gifted, but I didn't want to go for two reasons: Wojciech, and I knew there would be hard work. And there is. This is the first time I have ever gotten anything lower than a B minus.

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