The Fool
25-09-07, 13:42
hi well i have been here for a while and i get alot of people asking me why i m homeschoold and i realised that a have never really told anyone my true and proper story .so i thought you might like to know ,so here goes this will be a long one so get some food and make your self comfortable lol .everybody ready? then i will begin.
my story
year 6
well lets see now i wont bore with my whole story we would be ere all year! so i will start at my first panic attak ok. well it was in junior school year 6 and this thing came round called a drug bus it told you all about the human body and half way through i started to gasp and i sudenly realsied,i forgot to breath yeh i no im an idiot.and then i looked around and suddenly realised what a small space i was in and how many people there were and of couse you guessed it this sent me into a blind panic and i had my first ever panic attak.i got out the bus and into the fresh air and started to calm down and then the teacher brought out anouther girl who had had a panic to because i had had a panic.and of course this made me panic AGAIN.my second ever panic.after that the panics kept on coming, everyday at least 5 times a day at home at school anywere.and i stopped goin out so much hence the beging of my agrophobia.well after that the panics came like a pretty ordinary thing i got used to them.but then a thought dropped on me like a bomb my s.a.t's were coming up and i was comig to be in a small class room under the school(we called it the doungen) for 2 weeks and then panic struck i was nervy all the time i was worse at school because they were pushing me and pushing me yelling at me to make my hadwriting nearter and other stupid stuff.but as scary as it
was i got through with 2 5's and a 4(like 2 a's and a b) and then again a thought dropped on me like a bomb.the end of school show was coming up and EVERYONE had to take part.but i then descoverd it also meant like stage help and stuff so i grabed a friend and we took over the cd player.and with several trips to the bathroom and hundreds of drinks i got through the night with ease and even manged to get up on stage at the end with the whole class and sing the beatles *hey jude*.so i got through year 6 with a few bumps on the road but i got to the summer holidays with completly going mad.
The summer holidays.
well the summer holidays went well i had a few panics to begin with but as the stress fom school lifted my panics seemed to float away and then disapear forever .
the end
HA! i should be so lucky!
year 7
yes year 7.well that feeling came back yep the bomb feeling i suddenly dawned on me that in 1 week i would be atending the awful thing that had been bulit at the end of my garden
HIGH SCHOOL!!! (cue the dramatic music)
well from tht moment my panics crept back up on me again and i was back to my old nervy self.now some of you may not know but i take great pride in how i look and consider my self a fashion guru so i was not at all pleased to no that that the uniform was a bottle green sweater and flat black shoes with white shirt and black trousers.and that i was to have my sisters hand me downs.but it came to the day i put on the uniform hated but decided to live with it.well i can not explane to you the feeling of walking throught that gate all i can say is that it was a feeling i have never felt before.pure terror (oh look a that i did have a word for it) i new from that moment this school was awful.i had been here before for my sisters parents evenings and stuff but i had never had to sit in those dank dark classrooms before i hated it so much and yes you guessed it from the day i stept innto that school my panics compltely came back
with avengence.
of course i had to go to school and i did but unfortunatly my panics were worse than they have ever been i was have 8 panics a day 5 days a week at the age of 11. this happend everyday.of cours it afected my homelife as well stopped going out cried all the time it was horid and then HOPE!
CHRISTMAS!!!!!
the christmas holidays rockd! i had trouble shopping but my parents forced me to go and took me to this garden centre with all this pretty christmas stuff in it. i loved it .my panics started to fade a little but they didnt go away completly but i was ok with that.then you guessed it that bomb feeling again it was only 1 day till i had to go back to school! and i paniced like hell that night couldnt sleep ,wouldnt eat and then a mirical!!! mum said i wasnt going to school anymore it was making me to ill. and HURRAY!! the school agreed!
being homschoold
after that mum homeschoold me and it was going pretty well i had a rutine and everything we were all happy and i was homeschoold forever! YAY!!!!
i wish!!!!
back into year 7
yep back to the hell hole. a stupid teacher came round one day and said i should really be going back into school to help my education and set me a time table and in a week i was back into main stream.but for some reason the panics didnt reaturn to srtongly?so i went throught the rest of year seven not to badly .then came...........
year 8
well year 8 was not the best year the panics retuned and so did embersment and bullies.i was teible i had apointment'd with school nerses all sorts and then i found the wonder of....
The ILC
incase your wonderin ilc stands for individual learning center and i was there with a year 8 boy,year 9 girl,4 year 11 boys,and 2 year 10 boysi was there doing work all on my own for a bit (didnt fit in again).but eventually i began to make friends with these people and had fun in there and holy mirical my panics started to get better!!!! but then disaster struck........
i got kicked out
well it turned out that i had been put in the ilc for a 6 week program and i had been in there for 4 months so the head called me to his office and said that i had been using there facilities for to long i could pull my self together and go back to school full time with no panics or i could leave.so i left
well i am now being homeschoold again and have been discharched from school all togetherit is fun to be homeschoold but rather lonley.
well thanks for reading my story hope it wasnet to long and didnt put you to sleep lol well thats me i guess so bye :yesyes:
my story
year 6
well lets see now i wont bore with my whole story we would be ere all year! so i will start at my first panic attak ok. well it was in junior school year 6 and this thing came round called a drug bus it told you all about the human body and half way through i started to gasp and i sudenly realsied,i forgot to breath yeh i no im an idiot.and then i looked around and suddenly realised what a small space i was in and how many people there were and of couse you guessed it this sent me into a blind panic and i had my first ever panic attak.i got out the bus and into the fresh air and started to calm down and then the teacher brought out anouther girl who had had a panic to because i had had a panic.and of course this made me panic AGAIN.my second ever panic.after that the panics kept on coming, everyday at least 5 times a day at home at school anywere.and i stopped goin out so much hence the beging of my agrophobia.well after that the panics came like a pretty ordinary thing i got used to them.but then a thought dropped on me like a bomb my s.a.t's were coming up and i was comig to be in a small class room under the school(we called it the doungen) for 2 weeks and then panic struck i was nervy all the time i was worse at school because they were pushing me and pushing me yelling at me to make my hadwriting nearter and other stupid stuff.but as scary as it
was i got through with 2 5's and a 4(like 2 a's and a b) and then again a thought dropped on me like a bomb.the end of school show was coming up and EVERYONE had to take part.but i then descoverd it also meant like stage help and stuff so i grabed a friend and we took over the cd player.and with several trips to the bathroom and hundreds of drinks i got through the night with ease and even manged to get up on stage at the end with the whole class and sing the beatles *hey jude*.so i got through year 6 with a few bumps on the road but i got to the summer holidays with completly going mad.
The summer holidays.
well the summer holidays went well i had a few panics to begin with but as the stress fom school lifted my panics seemed to float away and then disapear forever .
the end
HA! i should be so lucky!
year 7
yes year 7.well that feeling came back yep the bomb feeling i suddenly dawned on me that in 1 week i would be atending the awful thing that had been bulit at the end of my garden
HIGH SCHOOL!!! (cue the dramatic music)
well from tht moment my panics crept back up on me again and i was back to my old nervy self.now some of you may not know but i take great pride in how i look and consider my self a fashion guru so i was not at all pleased to no that that the uniform was a bottle green sweater and flat black shoes with white shirt and black trousers.and that i was to have my sisters hand me downs.but it came to the day i put on the uniform hated but decided to live with it.well i can not explane to you the feeling of walking throught that gate all i can say is that it was a feeling i have never felt before.pure terror (oh look a that i did have a word for it) i new from that moment this school was awful.i had been here before for my sisters parents evenings and stuff but i had never had to sit in those dank dark classrooms before i hated it so much and yes you guessed it from the day i stept innto that school my panics compltely came back
with avengence.
of course i had to go to school and i did but unfortunatly my panics were worse than they have ever been i was have 8 panics a day 5 days a week at the age of 11. this happend everyday.of cours it afected my homelife as well stopped going out cried all the time it was horid and then HOPE!
CHRISTMAS!!!!!
the christmas holidays rockd! i had trouble shopping but my parents forced me to go and took me to this garden centre with all this pretty christmas stuff in it. i loved it .my panics started to fade a little but they didnt go away completly but i was ok with that.then you guessed it that bomb feeling again it was only 1 day till i had to go back to school! and i paniced like hell that night couldnt sleep ,wouldnt eat and then a mirical!!! mum said i wasnt going to school anymore it was making me to ill. and HURRAY!! the school agreed!
being homschoold
after that mum homeschoold me and it was going pretty well i had a rutine and everything we were all happy and i was homeschoold forever! YAY!!!!
i wish!!!!
back into year 7
yep back to the hell hole. a stupid teacher came round one day and said i should really be going back into school to help my education and set me a time table and in a week i was back into main stream.but for some reason the panics didnt reaturn to srtongly?so i went throught the rest of year seven not to badly .then came...........
year 8
well year 8 was not the best year the panics retuned and so did embersment and bullies.i was teible i had apointment'd with school nerses all sorts and then i found the wonder of....
The ILC
incase your wonderin ilc stands for individual learning center and i was there with a year 8 boy,year 9 girl,4 year 11 boys,and 2 year 10 boysi was there doing work all on my own for a bit (didnt fit in again).but eventually i began to make friends with these people and had fun in there and holy mirical my panics started to get better!!!! but then disaster struck........
i got kicked out
well it turned out that i had been put in the ilc for a 6 week program and i had been in there for 4 months so the head called me to his office and said that i had been using there facilities for to long i could pull my self together and go back to school full time with no panics or i could leave.so i left
well i am now being homeschoold again and have been discharched from school all togetherit is fun to be homeschoold but rather lonley.
well thanks for reading my story hope it wasnet to long and didnt put you to sleep lol well thats me i guess so bye :yesyes: