Walking in a dark room not knowing where you were or what you are doing is a scary thing at any age you and being at age five makes it ten times scarier. All I heard were words like learning disability, not educated, stupid and slow. I remember water of tears coming down my mom 's face and me taking my small little hands around her waist giving her a huge hug. We got in the car, and with my five-year-old voice, I asked my mom what was going on.It was right then and there I knew my life was going to be different.
Every morning started the same for me I got up walked downstairs ate my lucky charms with my sister and watched Arthur. Today my mom told me we were going out for breakfast and not watch Arthur. I was at the age that loved the simple things in my childhood which made me run upstairs to put my pajamas away and put my beautiful clothes on for excellent breakfast with my mom. We got in the car, and my mom told me we were going to breakfast at a placed called colonial. The only thing I remembered is that every Monday night I and my family would go there to see the clown. It was weird going there on Wednesday morning but I didn 't want to tell my mom that. I always got the same things the Micky Mouse pancakes with a side of scrambled eggs. My dad always said that I was a great eater because I ate everything on my plate. My mom only got a coffee and when she finished she began to tell me I was going to start seeing a speech teacher three times a week.
Every morning started the same for me I got up walked downstairs ate my lucky charms with my sister and watched Arthur. Today my mom told me we were going out for breakfast and not watch Arthur. I was at the age that loved the simple things in my childhood which made me run upstairs to put my pajamas away and put my beautiful clothes on for excellent breakfast with my mom. We got in the car, and my mom told me we were going to breakfast at a placed called colonial. The only thing I remembered is that every Monday night I and my family would go there to see the clown. It was weird going there on Wednesday morning but I didn 't want to tell my mom that. I always got the same things the Micky Mouse pancakes with a side of scrambled eggs. My dad always said that I was a great eater because I ate everything on my plate. My mom only got a coffee and when she finished she began to tell me I was going to start seeing a speech teacher three times a week.