Back in 1970, when I was in the second grade in public school, they pulled me out,
gave me all these tests and then put me in a private school for kids with problems. In the fifth grade, for whatever reason, they mainstreamed me back into public school. Well that didn't work out well, so in the second semester they put me back into private school for kids with problems.
Now when I was back in the public school system for that one semester, there was this one kid only, named Steve, who I seemed to connect with in any way and he himself was an outcast misfit.
The first day of the second semester, when I got on the bus (the short bus) to take me to the private school for kids with problems, guess who got on the bus with me? That's right, it was Steve of course. We both got a good laugh out of that.
Funny, in public school we were complete outcast misfits. In the private school for kids with problems, we were popular.
23 Mar 2013, 7:54 pm
