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First Day of School

The first day of school is always one that makes me anxious and nervous like most people. But i think i have different reasons. For me i wonder what the teachers reaction is going to be. there are so many times where i get different reactions. sometimes i have the best teachers who come up to me and ask me what they need to do to help me in the classroom. sometimes i have the teachers that think i am mentally handicapped. and some just do not know what to do and are afraid to say anything because they think they will hurt my feelings. what teachers do not realize is i would rather have  them come up to me and have a conversation to understand what exactly i have and what i need.  i will not be offended because by you coming up to me shows me that you care about my needs and want the best for me.

in high school it was rare for a teacher to come up to me and ask me questions. i always had to send out an email to all of my teachers stating what my disability is and that i need to have a computer in the classroom to type my notes because my hands get fatigued very easily. i always sat down with my parents to compose an email to best explain my needs. i always felt the teachers just did not care or were to nervous to deal with someone outside of their comfort zone. it just irritates me. i think that is another reason why i want to be a special needs teacher because i know what it is like to be judged, or ignored and to have teachers think that just because i have a physical disability does NOT mean i have a mental disability.

Going into college things are different then high school. there is actually a center i go to where i pick up a form fill out what my classes are and the teachers and then i state my accommodations and they send out the form to everyone. it is so refreshing to have a center that is an advocate for people with disabilities. don't get me wrong i still have teachers that are rude. such as in one class we had a quiz and i got an A on it and the teacher acted so surprised and was like wow good job. like really? ya i'm not dumb. i had another teacher that pointed me out directly stating that i could not do the hand motions the same and wanted me to do something different. im fine with doing something different but talk to me after class not in front of everyone. but i also have teachers that will come up to me and want to know how exactly they can help me which i love!

today so far the teachers have not said anything and i have not felt judged by them either which i am happy about. however, it is just the first day we will see what challenges there are once the semester starts going. for now i am just joyful and cannot believe this is the last first day as a college student. :)

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