August / 2nd / 2020 / 9:46 am
Oklahoma called me in, my mom was already in there, apparently taking notes for Oklahoma.
"Barbara, I'm gonna have you sit down, right on this chair." Said Mr. Oklahoma. I just nodded and he moved on. "Open your mouth dear." He said " now move your tongue up and down." I tried to but I couldn't control my tongue while my mouth was open.
It's like I couldn't control my words, I accidentally swore. It's like satin took control of me. Mr. Oklahoma saw this and told my mom to make a note. My mom was really worried, you could see, but it seemed like she felt me safe with Oklahoma." Barbara, can you tell me how you feel right now?"
"Controlled." I said.
" I see, Barbara, are you normal?"
"No, Mr. Oklahoma, I feel weird."
" Look at me" he said, and. I looked "SHUT UP!"
"( I swore), do not say that, god." I said, almost like I was mad, but I really was only hurt." I see," said Mr. Oklahoma " you can't tell me what to do." And he shoved me.
"(I swore), seriously! God, what is wrong with you." Oh my, had I just said that, I tried to apologize but what came out of my mouth was "God" instead of "Sorry"Mr. Oklahoma made my mom write these things down on the note pad and walked over to review what she had written, then said "Aha" with disappointment "Barbara, it seems to me that you have Autism.
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Communicating Madness
Ficção GeralA young 12 year old Native American girl who lives in Minnesota finds herself autistic after a lot of over reactions. Now all her friends think she's crazy and only one person in 7th grade will except her. Will this change, or will her only friend...