What do you think of normal?
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Distractions
The teacher put him by the door in the front of the classroom on the end of the row and at the beginning of the first row. He liked it there because he was surrounded by girls and he could concentrate. But he managed to find something else to preoccupy his interest. His pencil. His itchy tag on his t-shirt collar. The blackboard. Anything could distract him from the lesson on fractions.
When he got into the lunch line, he was by himself. They were his buddies when they were younger. Now they couldn't even save a seat for him at their lunch table. At recess he walked around by himself, imagining himself to be the invisible kid or the chameleon kid, blending into the bricks of the building.
They used to talk to him and include him. Now he walked home alone.
Whatever happened to normal?
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4 comments:
Even though it wasn't his fault, he was seen as a traitor mixing with the other side. I can just imagine my chagrin had I been placed amongst the girls all those years ago. Luckily that's not normal anymore!
He chooses it, actually, just so he can try to concentrate. ADD stinks.
By the way, thank you for stopping by.
you sum up the lonliness of loosing yoru friends to popularity while you're too 'weird' to be counted any more. I love the gentleness of this. It's not in your face, sympathise with this child. It's just a gentle exploration of how being different can effect a class room. It's beautiful.
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