Middle School-- was it bad?

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That sums up what 8th grade was like for me. Nothing but hell and verbal abuse just because I was different.

Really similar to my experience, with a few differences. I was never in drama, I'd fail miserably at it- and I too ceased to complete assignments and schoolwork, in turn making my grades hit rock bottom. I turned to drawing for hours a day to release all the stress, frustration and even tears from the school day. The kids were absolutely vicious- everywhere I went. In 6th grade I attended public school in America; 7th grade I moved here to the Middle East, and in the flipping middle of my 7th grade year I was bumped up to 8th grade against my wishes. Now I'm in high school at 13 years old with the same classmates I had for the latter part of last school year, which are even worse than the ones who tormented me in 7th grade. I'm the smallest of the lot, they're inclined to bully me even moreso, and coupled with my "oddness" I've got one hell of a time. Plus, all the instability over the past 3-4 years has absolutely rent me to ribbons. How I miss elementary school.

If there's one thing I could suggest for an AS child, even just one thing, is that if school isn't absolutely miserable for them, keep them there. I know kids with AS generally tend to have a hard time with school, but over time friendships do grow solid and stability is integral to a comfortable life. Stability, which was never granted to me throughout my schooling years, and that lack of it has resulted in the hell I've gone through in my important developmental years.

Middle school was generally miserable for me. Useless advice, the all nine-yards.

I never technically went to middle school - I went straight from elementary to high school. I went through a small school system where elementary was K - grade 6 and high school was 7 - 12.

My 7th & 8th grade years weren't all that bad. I had a large group of friends back then, and we always managed to have a lot of fun. To survive being around the older kids who thought they could push me around, I established a name for myself by being harsh with everyone. I would knock people over if they were in my way in the hall, I'd make fun of people. I did it in elementary, but it escalated as I moved up; it was kind of a method of survival... or sanity.

I actually got in a mini-fight my 7th grade year with an older boy, I think he was a sophomore. He thought it would be funny to push me around in front of his friends (because pushing a young girl around is cool ), so I punched him and scratched up his arms pretty good. I don't think he lived that down for a while.

I heard he's in jail now.

I only recently "left" middle school, except in England, American middle and high schools are combined into a secondary school (Middle school is equal to Year 7/8/9, right? I'm in Year 10). So my experience is still continuing really. I haven't found the past few years difficult. I've been quiet, made about one good friend and know a few people who are alright. I am lucky in that I haven't really been bullied, and I shrug it off when it gets close to it. I haven't made as much friends as other people but I'm happy with what I have. I voted "Alright".

My experience might be different however than most others. Someone mentioned about how middle school is bad because people all of a similar age are kept together; in England that doesn't happen. It might be not so bad for Aspies over here.

ohhhh god it was awful and i was the new kid too.
alot of two faced people thats all im gonna say

Oh, yes, it was absolute hell. The worst time of my life. My elementary school was K-6 and halfway through 6th grade my family moved here, where middle school is 6-8. The sudden transition was jarring. I could go on a really long rant about it but that would just make me feel miserable, so I'll just leave it at that.

The end of middle school (8th grade) for me was spent transitioning back to normal-people school.

Long story. But to cut to the good parts...

...Middle school is probably the end of our 'critical period' as humans where we are most open to new people and new experiences. Of course, that doesn't mean it's some sort of perfect cultural experience. Spending eighth grade in a school where I was one of two or three at most new students (of 600 total students) made me, in retrospect, the odd one out not because I acted much differently (it was far less nuanced then... far less) but because, well, your peers spent seventh grade with everyone but you.

When the same thing happens in high school you are very likely to be passed by simply because people are more established. But in middle school you get watched from a hundred different angles, commented upon by a hundred different voices, and theorized about by a hundred underworked minds as to whether you are friend-worthy or not.

And to top it off, I had no freaking idea what people my age were like anymore when I started eighth grade. So I had to relearn what the notion of a "normal person" is while being scrutinized by a public eye. Let's just say it wasn't fun.

i voted good, (i was in middle school for 2 school years, for 6th and 8th grades back in 1996 until 1880 school year, (i was skipped a year, so after 6th i was placed in 8th grade)

reason i voted good, numerus reasons:

1. it was were I ACTUALLY LEARNED alot in school.

2. is were my narrow interest in door hardware started (door hinges and door closers)

3. all were friendly and even though I didn't have much friends with peers, I did interact well with the custodial staff(yea, I know, the people that many can care less about seeing, I enjoyed talking to them about technical things, (also helps too since they were locksmiths that did custodial as a secondary job or retired locksmiths.

4. the 8th grade trip, was to an amusement park.

5. teachers knew how to make learning positive and fun experience. I especially enjoyed wood shop class too back then, not only was the man's name funny (Spotts) but always put a big smile on our faces and made sure we were safe in making our projects.

I hated middle school so much.

I was often a kid who got into a bunch of fist fights, and not just those that are just a few hit-and-miss fights, I meant punches given directly to the face. I remember getting about eleven bloody noses in the 8th grade, and I gave others a good five.

I wasn't a little guy either, I was probably one of the tallest, if not, THE tallest kid in the school, and one of the most muscular. So it was no surprise others wanted to fight me.

Still, I hated it, since I wasn't good in school or sports or anything like that. I hated not having many friends.

Until I went to high school. I made a bunch of new friends, and got along way better. No more fist fights, and some of the old kids whom I did fight got over them, and then we became good friends. It's just that simple.

I hated middle school with every fiber of my being.

I was bullied all through middle school.

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