Narrative Essay On Special Education

It was the day that I’ve been waiting for over 3 years. A day that would finally let me be normal like everyone else and have the choices as other people without being ridiculed by the teachers that saw me as unqualified to be taught in a standard way. Thanks to my mom thinking that it would be a marvelous idea to have me be placed in special education due to my lack of effort taking reading comprehension test. I was placed in special education at the end of 5th grade, and sought to see the end of it. That day would eventually come on early April of 2015, where I was called upon to the office during class in 8th grade. I was in pre-algebra doing homework when suddenly the teacher asked me to come down to the main office. When I got down and

Freedom was just a short breath away, I could hardly stay still in my chair because I was overcome with excitement realizing that I was about to achieve something that I didn’t think was possible for me. After my rush of excitement, the phone in the middle of the table rang. Surprising to me, it was the mysterious man that I met earlier that day. I was shocked that it was him, and I was fully expected to see myself leave special education. In my mind brief yet tremendous thoughts with meanings were popping in my head. Not having to take anymore modified test, not being restricted to certain classes, not having to go into a special education classroom after school, and most importantly not being read too by a teacher on test like a child. However, the negative thoughts were also filling in my head as well. The most terrifying thought was if the man thought that I needed to be in the special education program in high school. Taking special education in high school would have been a big downbreak on me. Mostly because I knew that it would appear on my transcript that I was in that program, and would have colleges in my future turn me down because of