Lack of endurance

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Jeez-us!!

What do they want from kids nowdays?? I really wonder if we're not living in a world where everybody is supposed to be everything-- some sick ideal of perfection. If I were God, I'd run the garbage disposal. SHEESH!! !

I HATED PE. With a purple passion. My reaction time was slow, I couldn't process everything going on at once, I was uncoordinated, my brain would just short out and I'd duck the ball or miss the ball or kick the ball to the wrong dang team.

The other kids would scream and boo. "Thanks a LOT, Stupid" was a pretty common refrain when Princess BeeBee went to gym class.

Didn't take me too long to learn to stand at the back, look at the ball, and stay out of the way. Go outside to play softball?? I was the kid picking dandelions in deep right field.

Didn't seem to upset anybody. I showed up, I stayed out of the way, I made a piss-poor imitation of playing along. OK. In fifth grade, they started expecting you to change clothes. Done. Got an "A" every time.

I got exercise. There was this place called a "playground." This thing called a "basement," where there was a device called a "jumprope" hanging on an implement known as a "nail." These things known as "roller skates." There was this big building called a "skating rink" where I went in the winter. A place called a "swimming pool" where I went in the summer. There was a thing called a "field." Owned by a person called a "neighbor." Where a woman known as a "grandmother" took turns tossing a thing called a "frisbee" with me. This strange machine called a "bicycle." And I went out and "rode" it. In the road. And nobody died.

When I was older (HS) there was this place called "the holler." I walked up and down it every day. I went into "the woods" and walked "uphill" and "downhill."

OK. So a kid with ASD and low muscle tone isn't going to be a star in gym class. And... WHAT, exactly??

I guess instead of dragging everyone down to be equal to the lowest level, we're going to demand that everyone rise to be Harrison Bergeron????

I'm sorry. My incredulous irritation doesn't help solve anyone's problem. But-- SHEESH.