Autobiographical (The Byrning notes) I
Who I am
Well my father probably wouldn’t be the successful stock
broker, insurance, financial consultant he is today without my mother telling
him he looked better in a suit and tie than a Goodyear Gas Station jacket. It
inspired him to go on that one fateful day to that job interview to sell life
insurance.
Because of his job, my sister and I grew up upper middle
class. We were able to be in the Gulfport
School District
Supposedly, according to my parents, my first grade teacher
called me too stupid to learn. Because of this I was sent to Oshner’s clinic in
New Orleans ,
where I was tested. The results found that I had average intelligence, and I
had a learning disability. Which I thought was hyperactivity. Though years
later through some challenges in my life and getting my IEP, I realize now it’s
something else. Regardless, I was held back in the 1st grade, and
put in Special Education classes. In which I remained until jr high school. I
remember for homework writing my multiplications tables 1 through 12 on
anything I could find.
This is one reason I am not very sympathetic to kids not knowing their timetables.
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