It seems to me that accomplishments are getting easier than they should be.  That the bar has been lowered in everything we do, and that cannot be a good thing.  My first year of public school, I started out in the third grade.  Comming from a school for handicapped kids, where I got mostly A's, …

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I played in the "United Cerebral palsy" games in the early 80's.  Won some medals and ribbons.  But I'm most proud of the award I won in sixth grade.  At the beginning and end of the school year we had to take a test in gym class.  A fitness test that was made up of …

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As a child with a disablity, I felt like I was alittle more mature than the other kids.  Sometimes because I wanted to be.  Most of the time because I had to be.  I get the feeling it's that way for most, if not all disabled kids.  They don't want to act grown up, they …

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I never was a big reader in school, or anywhere else for that matter.  I did everything in school but school work.  I was only there to be social.  I wasn't interested in anything but sports at that time.  It wasn't until six years ago that I found my passion.  I didn't know it was …

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Isn't it funny how much we don't remember, or choose not to remamber?  I was looking at some photo's the other day, some very old, some not, and it was shocking to me how much I don't remember.  It seems like I only remember the happy times, and even at that's in bits and pieces.  Their …

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It was my first year in public school, second grade.  Even though I had learned to stand and walk without my crutches I was still taking them to school with me.  I didn't use them in the classroom, kept them in the coat room.  Only used them to go certain place like lunch or recess.  …

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