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'My 17 Years as an Unauthorized Jew' (The Good, section 2: Early Mental Meltdown part 3: Normalization)
I was placed back into a class with "regular" students about a week before summer vacation. The other students looked at me as if they had never seen me before and I was like a new student who just moved to town from some far away place. We had to walk down the hallways in a single file line when we returned to class from the lunch room. While I was walking in line I began to wonder what it would be like to be blind and if I could stay in line with the other students only by the sound of foot steps. I closed my eyes and was able to remain in line until we were entering the class room door. At that point I was far enough out of the line that I smashed my head into the door jam. I wasn't hurt in any bad way, but my teacher wondered if there was something medically wrong with me. It took some time to convince my teacher that I was doing a blind experiment and that I wasn't hurt. This incident caused most of the students to laugh except for a few females who felt sorry for me. Smashing my head into a door jam while pretending to be blind gained me instant acceptance with the rest of the students. It is strange how something stupid had gained me acceptance as a "regular" student. The next year in 3rd grade I barely passed, and I understand that my parents had resigned themselves to the idea that I would be a poor student. Through school my sister, Marcia was pressed by my parents to achieve good grades, but I wasn't pressured and was allowed to coast along at a passing level. For some strange reason I became a good student in high school and was able to take lots of classes for college bound students. My childhood was one which causes my mother to say and she will still say it now if I ask her, "You were a child who was not living in this world."
2 Comments
Actually that is very funny, and I had never heard that story before! I could see it with narration over the scene, like a movie flashback.
Posted by Ann @ 03:25:2006:08:33 PM CST
That is funny!
Posted by Dawn @ 03:26:2006:01:30 PM CST
By Stan @ 12:50 PM CST:04:05:06 ..::Link::..
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