Adams Run

On the first day of 7th grade, first day of Upper Dublin dublin, social studies teacher stands at the front of the class and says, "welcome! what a great looking class. Well, except for that one, she looks like trouble."

I've always been under a microscope.  It made me feel crazy, like there were cameras everywhere.  Until a hotel employee told me that cameras keep the bad guys away, and prove good guys good.  I found not everyone cares to check the tape, and the safest move is to do nothing ever.

My first grade teacher was very strict with me, and made me sit facing the corner, all day.  I never had a pencil and never a bandaid.  She didn't want me to touch anyone else's ztuff.

I started in the Spring, bc our Hilldale neighbors reported me to cps, so they were forced to send me to school.  After only a few days in the corner, one day, several parents show up unannounced, started arguing with the teacher.  A few students pointed to my desk facing the walls.  

Then, we had a substitute for a bunch of days in a row.  The principal visits to say our class would be divided into the other first grade classes, bc our teacher had permanently lost her voice yelling at Christine for misbehaving.

First graders being first graders began to raise their hand and say, the teacher had never yelled, at anyone.  Our teacher returns, our class is kept united.  I sit in a deskless chair in the center of class, alone.

Steph begins to teach me our street address in Adams Run, every night I have to repeat it over and over again.  As I nod off she screams me awake, "repeat after me!"

I still don't know how to read, but I had gotten myself lost myself at Sam's Club until closing, so she said I need to know our address when I get lost again.

During rug time, classmates ask why I'm late every morning.  They have to wait for me to arrive to start activities.  I say I used to walk to school, but we moved far away to an apartment with a lot of traffic.  Teacher asks where I live.  I tell her Adams Run.  Adams Run is on the Philly side between Rising Sun and Melrose.

We move to Boncouer.  Steph screams for what seems like years, "I thought I had been followed!  I was so scared!  But that little gijibae told her school where we live bc she didn't want to sleep on the apartment floor!"