Does anyone who went to college in the 60’s know if it was common to put someone on disability to go to colle?
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I am wondering due to strange things that went on in high school if this occurred. . I did not have a disability, but really weird things went on, worse than the other three yers. Were they merely, simply, deciding if this “thing” could graduate?
I had done nothing. Did not have sex, of any sort, was not using drugs, not drinking, did NOT shoplift. What was going on?
Please do not misunderstand me. I do not think I am better than anyone.
I have never been self-righteous in my life. LOL. I simply wanted to be a virgin when I married, if ever. I did try to be a good example. LOL again.
Fat chance. What they did to me was not right in any way.
I was doing really well, very well, in typing. Some one told me the typing teacher was not married. Who cares. I am not interested. He is absolutely, definitely not my type. I sat on the front row because I always tried to get to class early, and pick my seat. This class was packed. You could hardly
squeeze through the rows. I did not find learning typing, or shorthand, difficult at all. Was fun. I left the class typing 80 wpm. I really did. I had a typewriiter at home. Rare concession regarding anything at all. I wanted to work my way through college. If there were scholarships, I knew nothing about them.
I had good grades, not bad. Not what I wanted. I earned them. i did not cheat. That is a lie to say I cheated..
Any way, suddenly mysteriously, at a critical time, guess what. My typewriter broke.Right in the middle of something, it broke. I sat there, finally, he told me I could move. I had my hand up to ask, politely. I had to move back to a strange typewriter, jammed up. .
Never fixed my typewriter. Never. This was an important time in the class.
It did affect me some. However, I did well in that class, better than anyone will ever cede. I did nothing wrong, nothing inappropriate. This was very
stress producing. Very. Didn’t want to look at me on that front row.
This problem was in no way due to OCD or obsessiveness, or rigidity and inflexibility. It was not due to not being able to tolerate change. I was not in any way mentally ill. The heat is on, competition, for what? There was no limit to the number of A’s that could be given out. One person’s having a good grade did not mean someone else got a bad one.
Another thing that happened was in PE. Suddenly, after three years,
of telling us we could sit out our periods, she attacked me for doing that. I had
heavy periods, very heavy. I think she cut my grade over that. She said that was why she did it. My sister seemed to think this was ok. She had me to play batminton with her, sis, and acted like a “durned” fool, out by the road so everyone could see. I did not act like that. There were rare rare people I laughed with.I did not laugh a lot, or inappropriately. I did not have flat affect at all. I learned not to show emotion or expressiveness.. I received one box of kotex. It had to last, no matter what.
She also told me to play “basketball.” I thought she would instruct me in how.
I had never done it before, so being obedient. I started to play, waiting for instructions. Someone who looked like someone I know, knocked me flying. She was younger than I. They said she was the girlfriend of someone I knew. I was not injured, but it was not funny. I did not say anything, not to anyone. I want to graduate. I am afraid to fuss about anything much. I did once, I believe it was my senior year. The implication was that the one I told on was rewarded. This gym teacher started winking at me.
I didn’t know what to think. She didn’t try touching me or anything.
She asked about our periods. I had a lot of problems, not disabling, but lumps and bumps, soreness, leg aching heaviness, feeling of temperature, heavy periods. She clammed up about that really quick. I could run fast in relays.
I was not tired all the time, but I tired easily. Part of it was diet. I didn’t eat much. I couldn’t drink milk. I ate breakfast well. I had a lot of energy for short spurts and I ate before PE so I would have energy. I did not like
batminton if I was inside the group. If I had BO, it was from stress,
from walking so darned much, from being harassed .i WAS CLEAN. My clothes were clean. I also wore deoderant. I asked the gym teacher if I had BOor what was wrong. She said abruptly, “Change your deoderant”. Secret deoderant made my clothes really yellow under the arm, my bras.
I had done nothing amiss. Really. (Reminded me vividly of the time this sis asked me if I could swim. I said I could, because I could. I had never been in deep water. She took me out in deep water, with her little sis in law my age,
and dumped me in deep running water, then someone clobbered me on the head. I did not lie abut being able to swim. I did swim before this. Why did she prefer her to me, is the issue. I do not care. Please keep it up.))
I was not in any way mentally ill,
