Yeah. You're on to something... And yet!
I spend most of my childhood, raving around, trying to get accepted.
And acually they did find a label for me. - After spending the first two years in scool (Here in Dk we usually started age 6/7 in 1. grade and end prime school grade 9 or 10)
I were asked to take 2. grade once more... Reasons massive bullying, and remoteness. - Then when 2. grade were passed, I'we got a letter home. - Stating I were not accepted in the scool but should be sent to a school for such students!! ! - My mother got quite agitated, and contacted a collegue who had a husband working in the city admin. That resulted in a medical evaluation, that concluded that i'm hearing-impaired and had a MBD (Minimal Brain Dysfunction) - No kidding
- But at the same time had a IQ easily in the best 1/3 (138)
So, the result were that i got moved from the back rows and up to the table directly in front of the teacher. - And a teacher who vere half a year from graduating, made a offer giving me 1 hour a day, after school, in half a year. If he vere alowed making a case of my story... Result? - That ½ year lifted me to the best 1/4 of the class, were i stayed for the remaining approx. 7 years.
The back draw were to come, when i asked for help to start highschool. The diagnose were given as reason when i was told that i was NOT qualified! - I'we finished prime with a average B, with A in Danish math and physics...
- Did i have a depression?
Eventually i took a highscool 5 years later with C in average without getting any help or understanding from either students or teachers... And have had work as a electronic / IT technician ever since...
The years in highscool are the hardest of my life!! ! - But were all worth it!! !
Best regards
PS: High scool were mostly group-work and teachers with their faces away from the students, without giving a D..n about students smalltalking all around! Under more structured conditions im sure i had a ticket to uni...