How bad was 1-5 grade for you?

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I just wanted to know if anyone was treated as bad as I was throughout the school year DX

from my past: (2cd or 3rd grade)

One time, I was on the bus and this kid came up to me, put both his hands around my neck and was squeezing as hard as he could. He choked me to the point where I barely could breath, and no one did anything about it. I kicked him in the end and he got off, though, but it lasted for about 3 min.

Recently:
I was In social studies class when someone told me to sit in a seat. I sat in it, then they told me to leave. They then said to this guy "Look who sat in your seat!" And pointed at me. The guy then said "Ew, gross" and then took his chair and tried to swap it with another guys. The person he tried to swap it with said "Ew, no! Switch it with someone else!" And then the guy took the empty chair and swapped it with his. Then, a kid at the table I was told to sit at said "you know that wasn't a compliment to let you sit there. We just wanted to gross that guy out"



So yeah. There are alot more, I could name a bunch

How was your grades 1-5? Comment here

You're not alone. I got beaten up on a regular basis. School was miserable. I grew up in an Iowa hick factory town, which made matters worse. BTW, I'm 57 years-old, so that was a long time ago. However, while little boys are being expelled for saying "girls got cooties," autistic kids are still beaten and humiliated.

Last edited by ShelbyGt500 on 05 Apr 2013, 12:07 am, edited 1 time in total.

Well despite the bullying I had to contend with, One of the biggest problems I had was sensory overload from being in class, surrounded by other kids for almost 2hrs at a time. In the middle of class. I would ask the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. I never really had to go. But I desperately needed some quiet time to unwind. There was nothing like going into the restroom, turning off the light and having a 30 second Brain-Drain. Only to return back to class for another hour of sensory assault. My teacher never like me doing that and would knock-off 5 minutes off my recess time for it but i didn't care. It's was worth it.

I never had anyone try to kill me, or physically harm me in any way, but my elementary days were some of the worst.

I had not been diagnosed and therefore had no help at all conditioning myself for the neurotypical world, or help with lessons. I developed severe social anxiety and early depression because of this. I just didn't know how to react and I only had one friend (she was a saint, I swear). Everyone hated me and teased me, made fun of me behind my back, started rumors. Every day was torment, and then my mind started playing tricks. I became paranoid that everyone was always talking about me.

I was so depressed that I just didn't take of myself. I never bathed, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, or changed my clothes, until my parents finally forced me too. This made the teasing so much worse. I remember one day on the playground basically my entire class was hiding behind a slide and jungle gym, while my friend and I were on the swings. They were looking at us, and I wanted her to go and find out what was going on. She came back and said, "They're trying to figure out why you smell so bad."

Great. My entire class banded together to make assumptions and rumors about me.

So yeah, grade 1-5 was hell.

Grade 1, Teacher really bad bully, bullied really bad by kids, they started fights with me every recess, called me demeaning names based on physical apprence. I was so clueless then, i'm still trying to come to terms and deal with the scars of this year. I was the blunt of every mean joke. School management bad/didn't care.


Grade 2, Good teacher, made a friend, got along OK. School management bad

Grade 3, simular story, built on grade 2 sucess. School management bad


Grade 4, Kids OK, teacher bully, i made 2 months then dumped in the reform therapy school for the remainder dispite never being suspended or having a denention and no history of vilance etc. School management bad

Grade 5, Back again, school management bad however kids and teacher good.

I went undiagnosed through these years, more problems ahead though, kindergarden was rough aswell. I think my NT immitation act combinded with good AS traits was not horrible from grade 3-5 so that helped make friends/hang with the group, failed really bad at it again after grade 6 though to the point where I won't do it ever again, the gap is just too big now.

If you noticed I always had issues with upper management for my autistic beheaviour, always out to get me, would not protect me, blamed all issues on be etc. I was once physical abused by the special ed teacher in grade 3 along with the emotional abuse he gave me often.

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Apart from the early problems with reading and writing (repeated a year and had lots of remedial therapy), it was fine.

Wow! You live in a particularly civilized area.

To be honest I think it was a horrible time in my life, some of my teachers were autocratic head cases who were keen to impose their stupid will on others. I noticed that many of the school teachers from my school days seemed to concentrate on small and pointless things while ignoring the more important things in life.

The worst one was a teacher from my secondary school who I think belongs on list 99. For those of you who do not know what list 99 is it has nothing to do with a 99 flake ice cream.

Civilization made up for it in years 9-11.

we had this suicide-awareness speaker come to our school and tell a horror story about how this girl everyone bullied hung herself. he told everyone that they knew who "that person" was at this school, and that they needed to go apologize.

that day literally every single person (but one) in school came up to me and told me they were sorry. I had no idea what was going on and was really happy with all the attention. I only remember it happened because I came up to the one girl who had never been mean to me and asked her if she was going to apologize too, and she got mad because she hadn't done anything. I was embarrassed that I made her mad and had panic attacks about it for years afterwards.

so I remembered the panic attacks, and maybe 15 years after I was voted "most suicidal 3rd grader" by popular acclaim, I realized that this meant I was actually really, really awkward and that the constant name-calling and social isolation that I took for granted was actually kind of awful. (the names didn't upset me because they were illogical and I just felt bad that all my "friends" were so dumb they thought it would have emotional impact...actually it wasn't a bad way to be, haha - I got a lot more insecure when I hit puberty and started caring about emotional intimacy with someone other than my parents)

I was happy in grade school, but in retrospect it's because I was so bad at understanding the other kids that I didn't understand I was being insulted and left out all the time. I was perfectly happy to wander around reciting memorized encyclopedia articles and gathering acorns at recess (I had hundreds in my desk by mid-year) but looking back...damn. I'm glad I was as clueless as I was or I would've had a really bad childhood.

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Well,

I always wanted to play by myself, people thought I was weird. I had the most friends I've ever had in my life (3) and then 1 of them died at the age of 8, he was literally hung by his own seat belt from his dumbass step dad driving into a crossing and getting T-boned by a semi. I was destroyed.. My mom was frustrated with me because we didn't even know what Asperger's was back then and she took me to several psych evaluators or whatever and they claimed I had ADD or ADHD or some BS. Had me take these pills that tasted like paper and made me gain weight so I stopped taking them.

Got really depressed from 3rd grade on, started acting out, I would find myself being made an example of by my teachers more often which would cause me to act out in horrible ways like throwing chairs at them, or getting in fights, I kicked one of my teachers in the balls once when he tried to detain me against some lockers for instance. I would also run out of the school across the fields where my friend was buried (I would eat lunch there.)

I would also get in a lot of fights with other kids, didn't care if I won or lost, I would just want to cause them pain. This also happened if I played any sports or most of the time I had any interaction with any of my school mates. I had a girlfriend at that age *technically* but it was basically a girl who liked me and wouldn't leave me alone.

Luckily I had 1 teacher, she wore nice perfume that I remember to this day, she helped me with my school work which I never did at home. She provided me with a concrete room with 1 light, a desk, a punching bag, and a sleeping bean bag type thing. I could go in there and scream/blow up all I wanted and no one would judge me for it. This woman was also my neighbor, she is responsible for my fondest memories as a child.

Then at 5th grade I moved from the state I loved (Wisconsin) into a f*****g desert.. away from all my family, so that my selfish f*****g family could gamble.

Also, 9/11 happened when I was in 5th grade. I remember watching it on the TV in school and every one was crying and what not. I was the only one in the class who didn't have a clue what was going on. I remember them being upset with me, insulting me and what not for not knowing.

Elementary school wasn't so bad for me. I barely remember anything before the second grade. I know that in kindergarten and a bit into 1st, I got sent to a 'special school' on the short bus, so I wouldn't have been getting any grief from the quote-unquote 'normal' kids. Between 2nd and 3rd I was in special ed at a regular elementary school. That wasn't bad because there were bigger, tougher kids (we're talking some real rednecks) in that class and they considered me on 'their' side. I used to go around with them and we would beat up other kids in our age group. I mean, we weren't bullying vulnerable kids, we were just brawling and mostly winning.

4th through 6th grade I was mainstreamed. I got off to a rocky start but then I started doing pretty good. I had a much lousier time in soccer and Boy Scouts, both of which my parents forced me to do. Well, not at first, but the last couple of years once the other boys started getting older and meaner. The first few years weren't really bad at all, and I even enjoyed the first few years of Cub/Boy Scouts (like, between 1st and 3rd grade).

Junior high was when it really hit the toilet. I got bullied a little bit, but not too much, and my best friend at the time was tougher than any of the bullies (he's probably in a maximum security prison right now, for all I know). I was expected to handle it myself and I wasn't very good at it, but if they would have ever seriously hurt me he and my other friends would have gone after them. That much I could count on. But that was only a small part of what made me hate junior high. The entire concept should really be abolished. Put the seventh graders in elementary school and put the 8th graders in high school, for chrissakes.

High school wasn't too bad. By then I was in a segregated class that was mostly full of tough kids with criminal records. Like, kids that had spent significant fractions of their lives, in some cases more than half their lives, in some form of incarceration or another. We hardly had any contact with the 'normal' kids, and when we did, the 'normal' kids knew not to mess with us. I had a rough start but eventually enough of them took a liking to me to where I wasn't on the bottom of the totem pole. The ones that were got treated without mercy, they really should have put those more vulnerable kids in regular special ed rather than locking them up with the hard cases.

The last two years when I was halfway mainstreamed sucked a lot more. I preferred to be segregated. I got a lot more s**t. Not nearly as bad as a lot of you probably got, but enough to make things unpleasant. Sometimes I wish I could go back and whack certain people with a blunt instrument. I guess it's better that I can't. It's ironic. I had a better time with the meanest, toughest kids than I did with the normal high school kids.

I lived in Vegas for quite a few years. It's possible to have a normal enough childhood there, and it's also possible to have an incredibly whacked childhood there for reasons that are unique to the place.

Your family, were they professional gamblers that could actually do it for a living? Or were they just typical video poker addicts pissing away your college money? And God, Carson City. It seemed nice enough when I stayed there a few days years ago (it was green! In August!!) but I've heard some horror stories from people who had to live there.

There is nothing for kids and young adults under 21 out here, this whole state seems like it's aimed at adults. I don't know which part of Vegas you grew up in but I've lived in Reno and Carson and its just misrable.

They're not professional gamblers, just, my step dad at the time had a lot of money and they took a vacation out here, decided they wanted to gamble more, and brought a bunch of money here. ALL OF IT is gone, has been gone, and we've suffered ever since. Not to mention I've been homeless like twice, and am now living with my sister who is a dictator who emotionally abuses me (seriously.. it's f****d up). Yea, I recently had a crime scare where I can't walk in the mountains anymore.. Long story short people where driving in a humvee shooting at me with paintball guns, I had to hide from them. They only pegged me a couple times, then I got wise and hid, I'm pretty good at hiding having all my anxietys and social phobias lol.

I didn't pay much attention to the surroundings during those years, so it was just okay. The years to come (grades 6 to 9) were far worse as I developed a sense of reality.

exactly. suddenly I started caring what other people thought about me and getting lonely and so on and...yeah that sucked.