two birds
When I was 4, I used to sit on my front steps and waze at people going by.
Then after that, I used to ride around on my tricycle (which was the GOD of bikes to me) and churn up he streets of deakin.
thosw time were the best ever. I Had a smile on my face so big it almost split my face in two.
My mum had no money when we were growing up. there was a pre school for disabled/wacko kids right across the road.
i was four, my mum was a single parent, and it would of cost more for her to go somewhere further away.
I went to the spazo preschool.
I remember being hit with magnets and being painted on,
thats what you get I guess
I also remember when it was parents day, I realised then that alot of the other kids weren' actually disabled, and feeling not so left out anymore. then i realised that It would suck to be retarded, and feeling empathy for the first time
i had a friend (who's name I can remember) who used to share his lunch with me sometimes because i had no food cause I was poor.
he had a hearing aid, and we used to make playdough together. he would suck a it though, but thats cause he was retarded somehow. he used to be really happy when ever i did the hings he couldnt do (cause he had shaky hands. he rolled the balls for us), but once i came back from recess and he made me 'robocop' for me out of playdough.
he had no idea what robocop looked like, and the statue showed that. it was totally unlike him in every single way.
but the thing about it was: he's spent ages on the detail. he did these shoes with detailed laces (well, to me. if i saw it now, it would probably look crap) and i had this insane colour system.
he didnt care who robocop was, but he knew I like him. it's really nice knowing he thought of me as a pal that way.
anyway. I asked my mum about him a few years ago, and apparantly he had some super bad disease, and he wouldnt have live past 10.
I was just thinking about it recently, and it made me sad and happy in one go.
hence the title
Then after that, I used to ride around on my tricycle (which was the GOD of bikes to me) and churn up he streets of deakin.
thosw time were the best ever. I Had a smile on my face so big it almost split my face in two.
My mum had no money when we were growing up. there was a pre school for disabled/wacko kids right across the road.
i was four, my mum was a single parent, and it would of cost more for her to go somewhere further away.
I went to the spazo preschool.
I remember being hit with magnets and being painted on,
thats what you get I guess
I also remember when it was parents day, I realised then that alot of the other kids weren' actually disabled, and feeling not so left out anymore. then i realised that It would suck to be retarded, and feeling empathy for the first time
i had a friend (who's name I can remember) who used to share his lunch with me sometimes because i had no food cause I was poor.
he had a hearing aid, and we used to make playdough together. he would suck a it though, but thats cause he was retarded somehow. he used to be really happy when ever i did the hings he couldnt do (cause he had shaky hands. he rolled the balls for us), but once i came back from recess and he made me 'robocop' for me out of playdough.
he had no idea what robocop looked like, and the statue showed that. it was totally unlike him in every single way.
but the thing about it was: he's spent ages on the detail. he did these shoes with detailed laces (well, to me. if i saw it now, it would probably look crap) and i had this insane colour system.
he didnt care who robocop was, but he knew I like him. it's really nice knowing he thought of me as a pal that way.
anyway. I asked my mum about him a few years ago, and apparantly he had some super bad disease, and he wouldnt have live past 10.
I was just thinking about it recently, and it made me sad and happy in one go.
hence the title