For me, it is very hard to relate to a kind teacher. I just remember the teachers I had confided in, and laughed in my face, or would not let me use the boys bathroom, or play kickball or dodgeball with the boys.
In summer school, remember I went to summer school all grades, each and every summer because of my learning disabilities and failing in school. It was a requirement in order to get me thru to the next grade. In other words, I was just passed along for someone else to deal with.
When I confided in teachers with my heart and soul. I thought I was doing the right thing. I never would have thought that it would have blown up in my face as it did. I never would have opened my mouth had I had known that.
If you saw the movie "Blind Side", I am like the simple Michael Oher. But I am not gifted with forgetting the past as he is. I wish I had that.
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