Personal Narrative: A Change In Kindergarten

In kindergarten most kids were told they could do anything they wanted. I was told that I couldn’t. In first grade most kids were told they could have any job they wanted. I was told that I couldn’t. In second grade most kids were told that they could be anything kind of person they wanted when they were older. I was told I couldn’t be anything I wanted. In kindergarten, my parents came home from a meeting at my school and sat me on a couch. I had no clue why they were called in but in my head I replayed the day and everything I did, I couldn’t come up with a reason why my teacher would want to call them to have a meeting with them. And when they sat me on the old leather couch in the music room. I knew it wasn’t good, two parents was never good. My parents continued to explain to me that I would have some tests run on by a doctor,
After the test you might need some extra help, but don;t worry.”
All I could say was, “Okay.” I went to bed that night with an unsettling feeling. What is wrong with me? Was all i thought. I woke up months later with a new life, I learned I had ADHD, dyslexia, and dysgraphia, basically they told me I could do nothing. I woke up with a tutor three times a week. I woke up with a feeling that I couldn’t do anything. I woke up with a feeling that this was who I was and that could never change. I woke up unexcited to go to school everyday. A few years later, I woke up in a new place in a new town, with new friends, and a new life where nobody knew anything about me. I woke with a fresh start. I woke up with hope. I woke up on my first day of third grade at a new school in a new state. I woke up happy. My first day of third grade felt like my first day of kindergarten, where the teacher told me I could do whatever I wanted as long as I worked hard enough. I learned that have a disability doesn't define you and doesn't categorize