The second was a fellow student teacher, who was a grad student in special education. And she was blind. As a bat. For reasons that remain unclear, this woman lived alone and drove. A car. Her house was a biohazard. But of course, she had no idea. She was a great cook and would bring me food(that I was unable to eat once I saw her kitchen). She had a cat that was about a million years old and needed to be put down. But of course, she couldn't see.
Her graduate work was in creating a culturally neutral I.Q. test. She needed a variety of volunteers from all sorts of backgrounds; which criteria, I apparently fulfilled,. Several days, during my planning period and lunch, I took a different portion of the experimental test. One afternoon we went to her house and did the WHOLE of the WAIS-R*. She looked at me and said, "Why are you studying education? You could do anything you wanted to do."
When I was in 7th grade, I told my mom I was thinking of trying out for cheerleader. She said," Go ahead if you want; that doesn't have anything to do with me. I don't know how you are going to pay for uniforms and fees though."
When my high school Drama I class was putting on Oscar Wilde's The Importance of Being Earnest, I was cast as Gwendolyn. I asked my dad to come to the performance. He said, "Naw. I won't be there."**
His mother took all the girls in the family to Hawaii. Except me. And on a visit to her home just prior to the trip, she reminded me, "Don't expect me to bring you anything, either."
I've seen the pastor gasp like a fish out of water, "Why can't you believe God loves you?"
...'cause I'm stupid.
*Because it wasn't an official administration of the test (I didn't pay someone with a license to administer it, I guess), my results aren't official.
**Sort of in the man's defense, he isn't known for flowery speech. When his wife was going in for a double mastectomy, he said, "Their gonna cut her breasts off." Gee. I got off easy.
5 comments:
*HUG* You are brave to write these words. I have not walked your journey, but I understand the pain behind and between them. Im so sorry for the rejection and invalidation you have experienced... not because I feel pity at all, but because I have empathy and personal experience with exactly those emotions. My heart aches reading this. Explore on my writing blog a little bit and see if some of my words dont resonate with you too. I'm glad you linked up, and I'm going to subscribe to your blog.
My goodness. I cannot imagine the lack of validation you received from your parents. What a terrible thing.
I do admit I giggled about the blind woman driving and not noticing her cat's age. What a bizarre thing!
I. Am. Horrified. What a despicable way to be treated--no wonder you questioned God's love. I hope you know that you didn't deserve the treatment shown you.
The damage that parents can do to their children. I am so sorry that you had to go through with that. I hope writing it out helped.
Wow. I can't believe your grandmother left you behind - so insensitive. And your dad not coming to your play. Painful. It was brave of you to share these.
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