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I actually did find it difficult. I enjoyed it and understood it (generally speaking), but I found the examinations extremely challenging because there was so much abstract material to recall and differentiate and deconstruct.

Math wasn't exactly easy but it wasn't hard to remember the formulae.

So, 3 is my lie. Math wasn't terribly hard.

My best grades in Uni:

1. Victorian Literature

2. Modern British Literature

3. Shakespeare

#2 would be the Lie. You thoroughly enjoy the other two.

My best grades were in:

1. Quantitative Reasoning

2. Medieval literature

3. Satire

I think Satire. 3.

I fouled up the final exam in Quantitative Reasoning. #1 is the Lie.

When I was twelve years old I was tested to see which careers might suit my personality and interests.
Based on my responses, I was recommended to be:

1. A funeral director or mortician

2. An activities director on a cruise ship

3. A professor of Literature

#2

Lol. No. The test was so silly. It actually said 1 and 2 were suitable.
It said I should be a funeral director because I liked math and science, quiet places, and being indoors on my own.

It said I should be an activities director on a cruise ship because .... I hate sun, I hate cruise ships, I hate activities,
I have no leadership skills and I prefer to be alone. Hmmmm.. I still don't know why this job was generated for me.
The funny thing is its direct contrast with #1.

Can you see me as Julie on The Love Boat?

It did not suggest academia whatsoever. Go figure.

1. When I was 16, I saw a movie known as "In The Realm of the Senses." It had a very gory ending......very Freudian.

2. In the late 80s, I saw a movie known as "The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and Her Lover." It had a very gory ending.....sort of Freudian.

3. In the early 90s, I saw a movie called "Alive." It had a very gory ending in the Andes. Not Freudian at all.

Oh heavens, I saw 3. I would not call it Freudian. Maybe Lord of the Flies or Machiavellian (if that --- not really), but definitely not Freudian.

I think your lie is 2. Movies can't possibly have such long titles, can they?

Nope. it's #3. I never saw "Alive." I don't believe I could endure it.

Ironically, it's about the plane crash which felled the Uruguayan rugby team.

Did you and your buddies sleep well?

I know exactly what Alive was. I saw it, much to my discontent. I also have cousins in both Uruguay and Argentina.
Not a pleasant film experience, at all. (Rest in peace, everyone).

We slept fairly well. I have a few tasks to do today (mostly computer work), but it shouldn't be onerous.

1. When I was seven years old I gave an anti-zoo speech at my school and it was printed by the local press. I was so shy about having my name in print that I tried to make up a pseudonym, but my teacher wouldn't let me. I wanted to be named Amy, just like my dolls, but realized even that name might "give me away".

2. When I was seven years old I made a cut-paper flower collage. It was selected to be framed and presented in the opening of a local library. I went to the dedication and was told I would get my picture back, but I never did I still pass the library and wonder what happened to my picture

3. When I was seven years old I displayed a lot of anxiety at school and my teacher was quite worried. She eventually assigned me to be the leader of our daily meditation exercises, which were essentially deep breathing / yoga. My teacher was a 1970s hippie type The deep breathing activities helped to calm me.

#3. Perhaps, the idea of you leading a yoga group didn’t calm you; it heightened your anxiety, instead.

A prestigious 7-year-old you were!

My lie is #1. I didn't do a speech about zoos. There is no way I would have had the confidence to prepare or present a speech at that age. I wouldn't even want to do that, now!

2 is true. I want my picture

3 is true. We had to sit on a carpet in the lotus position and I was at the front breathing in and out slowly with my eyes closed. My teacher was counting and guiding to help me. I actually liked the attention given that everyone had their eyes closed

7 was a very rough year for me. It's when all my anxiety kicked in and I started to note my social difficulties. My teacher was very worried and wrote in detail about it in my reports. I went to Speech therapy but no one knew about ASD to help me in other ways or make accommodations.

‘Tis a pity, really. So much talent in that cute little head.

This would be circa 1975. The concept of “minimal brain dysfunction” was still in vogue.

Autism was a very specific disorder back then, encompassing only those who would be considered severely affected today.

The worst times were March, 1976.

As an adult, I was asked by an anxiety therapist to do which of the following?

1. The trust activity where someone is blindfolded and is led around outdoors by someone else.
I was in the blindfold and the person took me through a cemetery with many hills.

2. Draw a picture to represent what family meals "looked like" during my childhood.
I covered the whole page in black crayon because we didn't have family meals.

3. Engage in a role-playing activity where I had to yell at someone in the group, pretending they were someone else.
I refused to do this because I can't communicate my feelings, and it was the "wrong" person anyway.