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Special ed kids, what's it like? (lemmy.ml)

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For people who are in or where in special education, Why where you there? What was it like? How did you do later in life? And did it have any effect as a adult?

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[–] [email protected] 5 points 1 day ago* (last edited 1 day ago)

Why where you there? What was it like? How did you do later in life? And did it have any effect as a adult?

I shouldn't have been in special education, but I was. Home life was a nightmare. My mom and dad would constantly fight and take it out on me.

That meant once I left school for home, there was zero chance of ever getting any homework assignments done. I would get straight A's on tests, yet would get all zeros on homework assignments.

The school wouldn't listen, nor cared about, the abuse going on at home. They were always short staffed and short on budget, so special ed was their bandaid solution.

The special ed teachers ptotested time and time again as I clearly didn't belong there. Sometimes the class would read aloud a book together. We would go in a circle, each reading a paragraph. Everyone else struggled to get through it, I breezed through it.

The teachers wouldn't let me participate anymore as I was unintentionally embarrassing the other students. There was no internet or smartphones at the time. So I spent nearly all of high school, reading any and every book I could get my hands on, silently.