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Adversity at Elementary School

Everyone experiences adversity regardless ofadd  or  subtract?"
who they are because no one is immune from
it. It's how you deal with it that determinesHesitantly,  I  replied,  "Add?"
the  final  outcome.
"NO, STEPHEN YOU HAVE TO SUBTRACT, SUBTRACT,
This is a story of a deaf boy who struggledSUBTRACT!" His eyes were bulging, ready to
in elementary school who's life waspop out, while slamming his fist on my tiny
eventually changed by a caring teacher indesk, almost knocking over the little green
fifth grade. This is actually the firstlamp. I shivered in fear. I wanted to dash
series of four articles about my experiencesbeneath  my  bed  and  stay  there  forever.
in elementary school. Yes, that deaf boy was
me.Going to school wasn't much better either.
Kids taunted me and called me names mainly
From the very beginning, it was a strugglebecause of my hearing aid and the way I
academically. Since it never occurred totalked. I remembered thinking, "What have I
anybody at the elementary school to retaindone  wrong?"
the services of an interpreter, I had to sit
in the front row so that I could read theNot only did I have trouble fitting in, but I
teacher's lips. Classroom discussions werealso had difficulty reading the clock,
virtually impossible to follow because Icounting money and reading. Although I was
couldn't hear what was being said around thegregarious and acted as a happy-go-lucky kid,
room. In a vain effort to keep up with theI actually thought of myself as an ugly
flow of conversation swirling around me, Ibucktooth kid with wires that ran from the
was always asking whoever happened to behearing aid box to my ears. Other parents
sitting next to me what was being said.didn't want me to hang around their kids
Eventually, I got tired of watching everyonefearing that my deafness would rub off on
shrug their shoulders indifferently andthem. How absurd was that!?!? Want to see a
rolling their eyes. I began to pretend that Ipicture  of  me  when  I was a kid? Go here:
knew what was going on. Fitting in was so
important to me that every time the kidsBecause of my academic struggles, I was fast
laughed, I laughed along even though I wason my way to being held back in fourth grade.
clueless  most  of  the  time.Teachers  didn't  know  what  to  do with me.
I spent every spare moment trying to keep upBut  then  fate  intervened.
with my peers. While most of them finished
their homework well before dinner, I wasI was allowed to pass, making the way for my
often holed up in my room right up untilfifth grade teacher, Mrs. Jordan, to make a
dinnertime, only to go back and work wellgrand  entrance  into  my  life.
into  the  night.
She uttered a simple three-word phrase that
One evening, I was working on a math wordwas delivered at the right time in just the
problem. For the life of me, I couldn't solveright  way,  forever  changing  my  life.
it so I asked my father to help me out. We
had been going over it for more than aYou can see the rest of the story by going to
half-hour and making no progress at all. The"The Power of Three Words - THAT'S RIGHT
smell of pizza drifted in from the kitchen.STEPHEN!". This story is followed by another
It  was  almost  suppertime.called "The Courage to Stand Up to Bullies".
Finally, the last article is entitled
My  father  decided  to  try  one  last time."Remembering 5th Grade Teacher on a National
Talk  Show."
"Stephen, read through the word problem
again,"  he  said.ENJOY! (Be prepared to grab a cup of coffee,
glass of wine or whatever it is you like to
After I read it aloud, he added, "Now, do youdrink and enjoy the stories).



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