did you get BREAKS? in school?

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In the 1970s high school was a battlefield I was daily thrown into; indeed a torturous place to be. I used to daydream constantly from class to class and dreaded breaks in classes as these were the times I was picked on and bullied in the playground. I made 2 goals when in the second year of high school and that was to escape school as soon as I legally could, 15 and then to leave home as soon as I legally could, 17. In the second year of high school I landed in a class of particularly nasty kids who made it their mission to make everyday a misery for me; this included being followed home from school. So second form/year was another resounding disaster scholastically speaking and of course I was blamed for failing miserably again. When I complained to the parents about being picked on I was told it must be my fault, as I'm not normal. Enter a repeat of form/year 2 and another disaster all around. By now I'm feeling suicidal and have pretty well worked out my life was going to be a disaster as there was no joy and next to no hope ahead. Due to the father being a cupboard alcoholic with peculiar tendencies and no friends we as children were also encouraged to hate people. This meant no friends in or out of the home. Form/year 3 commences and I have to be moved up as I'm getting to old to be kept down again. This time around survival instincts kick in and I become a master forger and forge my mothers signature so I can spend much of the year 'away sick'. The truth is I hide under a rail bridge a lot of the time learning how to smoke cigarettes.. Nine months pass eventfully with many suspensions, detentions, and wearing of the wrong clothes so I would be sent home to change; and not go back for the rest of the day; as well as a few months under the rail bridge. It was funny when I look back at it.... I used to get back on the train at 'home time' and go one stop and the other kids from the school would get on. The train would go one more stop and we'd all get off... Just like I'd been to school; one extra stop in the morning and another at home time. Finally I turn 15 and virtually vaporized from the school ground completely. Because I learned to be a cunning survivor I stole many library books and art supplies so I would have things to do now that I was free, before turning 17 and being legally able to run away without being pursued by the law. I was smart and cunning and glad I was different and thought about how many kids wouldn't be able to pull off half the things I did to steal, escape and remain invisible. This ability to survive was the early hard learning curve that put me in the position I'm in today to be able to sit here and type this in privacy and debt free comfort. Being aspie saved me as a NT would have gone under living my home and school lives...

Definitely in my school since we all have autism. But they also sort of push us hard to keep us going.

In elementary school we had recess in the morning, after lunch, and if we came to school early enough we'd usually hang around outside or play until class started. I usually did not like being outside while at elementary school. It was incredibly boring, we didn't even have a playground, and most of the time none of the kids would play with me. I liked it when it snowed or rained because then the teacher would keep us in class for recess and I could read or draw cartoons. They didn't have recess in junior high, but some days we'd have a "free period", where we had no classes during the length of time a subject was normally taught. I'd usually go to the school library to read or draw since that didn't suck nearly as bad as going outside where most of the other kids were if the weather was good. The kids would smoke, throw rocks, and say nasty things to me.

You mean there are schools where you don't get breaks at all? You don't get to be free and do stuff that is actually enjoyable, even for a short while? That is scary. I really don't envy kids at school these days. Except for their actual playgrounds and they don't get the strap or have bible study.

Too often. And most at the time, it wasn't permitted. I simply walk out of the class, vent or calm down... Then randomly walk back to classes without saying a word.

If not that, I sleep throughout classes. Other than lack of night's sleep, I won't have to deal with everything around me. Including people.

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Tawaki wrote "My husband said your break in UK boarding school was being cracked in the back with a bamboo cane "if you were having issues"."

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