Story Time

[krazyyouth]

Well Some of us are still in school i think if you want we can tell the stories about our lovely journey through school. Or Just stories about our life
I Can start i have tons but this one is very funny.

Ok I was in eigth grade and i had this teacher Mr.Moore Oh my he was one of the funniest teachers their at my school.
Well let me start of from the beinging of the year. I was a very loney person in school. I had no friends really. so he was able to torment me like you wouldnt belive. he was doing lunch duty andhe had the micophone and he follow me and he would dump my lunch out onto the table and then he told the whole world what i was eating and i was like come one leave me alone and i knew the following semester i would have to deal with him for a teacher for an HR. so yeah he would ask me all kinds of questions about history and i was like oh come ON. and he would tap me on the head and he would look over me and read my papers i was writting and that and it would trun me red.
Ok in class it got a litter beter hit bet me not hard he just bonce balls on my head he would pertend to stab me with his toys. one time his wifre came in and he bet on my and she said dont hit your students and i said oh im use to hit. and he would make my life missurable but is it weriod is that i miss him picking on me beacuse that was the only time i was really happy was when he was picking on me because i had no friends at all i was a very lonley person and i still am, because i dont have those friends who will talk to me at all. so yeah thats why I can be friends with the adults so easly because of that. With Mr.Moore i just would love for him to come in a give me a hard time with life and all. He was of the very few teacher who cared and gave me such a hard time.

[LauraA]

Did you have the opportunity to tell him how much that meant to you?

[Bubelaiken]

Here is my story. It has started when i was in 5th grade in school. I am in special ed classe at that time because i have a disabilities. Anyway we have thanksgiving dinner for special ed classes. i was sitting next to boy and I was trying to talk to him. He never respond back. I tried to talk to him. he never respond back again. I help him coloring book. soo i tried again to talk to him. again he never respond. sooo i got confused and ask the teacher of his of why he never talk back. She told me that He is Autistic. I never knew what is autistic. I was a little kid back then but I know it was something serious sooo I spend time with him more more. Everytime i said hey. he would said hey back. Everytime i said bye he would bye. everytime i said high five. he would high five me back. We became freinds. He has taught me a lots of lesson and taught me to better freind. During Christmas season... I gave a big present on his desk in his classes and the teacher came in my classes and ask me why did i do that. I felt like i did something wrong. i felt like guity and everything. I told them that he is my freind. I spend feeling guity all day on the bus.

As i went in middle school as my first day of 7th grade. I have a young girl came up to me and ask me if i am a freind of the boy who is autistic. I said yes. she told me that she is glad that i am freind with him and to thank me. at first i didn't know who she was until i found that. that young girl who came up to me is the Autistic boy's sister. I bump into the mother in middle school. she was happy to see me and talk to me for while. When i was 8th grade in JROTC i saw my friend who is autistic. His another sister in my JROTC. He would grab my sleeves or hold my hands everytime.

As i went on in high school I didn't think i will see him again in my high school year but i was wrong. i saw him again while i was getting ready for high school swim team picture. His sister was on my team. However his sister is more of drama. not the kind of a person you would be friend but i stay away from her. I talk to him and he ask me bunch of question like what kind of video games i likes. I was surpised that he still remember after all those years.



But now I worked for daycare center. I have a young boy and he is autistic as well. He love me to death. I love him to death. It not really that hard for me to take care of Autistic children because i have experice of being freind that boy who is autistic but i love the boy from daycare center. he really made my day. he has taugh me a lots. I think the reason why it is easy for me to take care of autistic childrens is because i have A lots of Love to give it out to them and have lots of care to them. those kid are sooo smart and can really make a difference.

[krazyyouth]

No not really isaw him and told him when i got to the high school, i was looking for to make sure he wasmt following me thats what i told him like last year when i saw him but i might e-mail him and see if we can keep in touch

[krazyyouth]

Hey that was a great story.. I have to think or find some other of my stories that i wrote throught the years.