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Disabled Abuse

            I sat on the tip of a table and looked down glumly at the floor, I was getting
bullied everyday by non-disabled children because I was disabled. I couldn’t find a
solution to the problem, even my mom and dad were embarrassed because of me,
             “What can I do?,” I sighed, if my parents were embarrassed because of me,
there was nothing I could do about it. At school even the teacher bullied me about my
disabled right hand, so I guessed I would just have to cope with the situation.
            Next day, I went to school with my dad’s bicycle, I saw the kids again, the
ones who bullied me everyday.
            “I’ll have to do everything without them seeing me,” I gulped, then I quickly
parked my dad’s bicycle and ran to the slide to hide from them because they were coming
my way.
            They knew that I hid in this spot so this time I should hide in the small
playground, that way, they won’t find me. I shuffled to the small playground, but other
kids recognized that I was the disabled kid, they quickly ran to the bullies and told them
where I was going and the bullies ran with speed to my hiding spot then formed a circle
around me, they started to go into a smaller circle. Soon they were punching me. I tried
to fight back, but with only one hand, I couldn’t do much about it. I rammed my body
into the smallest boy in the gang and he fell down instantly. Then I ran away to the slide.
            They tried to catch me but I jumped down the slide and ran to my classroom,
so I was at least safe for. After a while, it was recess time.
            I ran down saying “Lets play basketball,” enthusiastically but no one actually
listened to what I said so I just kept on running to the basketball court. When it was time
to pick teams, I ran into line and waited, I waited until it was my turn in the line, but no
team captain picked me because I couldn’t shoot with a disabled right arm. They just left
me and started playing.
            “Why doesn’t any team captain pick me?” I asked, then they said because I
have am disabled and I couldn’t shoot, so I just walked sadly back to my classroom.
            Shortly after, it was lunch time, I went to my locker to grab my lunch, but it
wasn’t there. I guess the bullies stole it again. I just went to the playground, I saw a
couple of classmates playing tag and I asked them if I could join, but everyone of them
said no because they thought they would be laughed at if they were seen playing with
disabled children, I sat down quietly at a staircase,
            “I am being neglected, everybody hates me and I have no real friends,” I
shouted so people at the playground could hear, but none of them looked that way. They
all saw the bullies coming my way.
            “Nobody cares about you, disabled boy,“ the bullies shouted. Then they started
to push people out of the way to get me, but I went to the entrance of the playground
and ran into the cafeteria.
            “Now they can’t catch me, “I said huffing and puffing from the running to the
cafeteria. The bullies looked blank because they did not know where I was. so I walked
down the aisle to the water fountain. After I was refreshed with water, I got $5 out of my
pocket and went to the vending machine. I bought spicy potato chips to eat. Then I went
into a toilet cubicle and stayed there for the rest of the lunch recess.
            Not long afterwards, it was class time so I now had to go up to my classroom
on the 7th floor. But along the way, I saw the bullies looking for me. I thought I was
going to die when one of them almost caught my eye, but it turns out that none of the
bullies saw me because they thought I was still in the playground. They were
concentrating on the playground, not on the staircase that they were walking on. I had
made it into my homeroom 7A without the bullies noticing me, so at least for now I was
safe. I went home that day feeling sad because I was neglected and I also felt lucky
because I escaped the bullies. If I hadn’t escaped the bullies it could have been far worst.
!    When I went home, my parents decided to take me to Central Park because I was
turning 13 that day. We walked along Maple Street and then onto Palm Avenue. Once we
were in Central Park we went on the animal ride, it is a ride where you sit on an elephants
back and ride around the whole Central Park, but then at one point, my parents quickly
took me to a orphanage called Orphans Children, they took me inside to the orphanage
and talked for about 30 minutes to the orphanage manager and my parents said bye and
walked away with their heads down. After my parents left, they quickly made a bed for
me to sleep in and they also prepared a set of clothes for me to wear after I have took a
bath. Then I took a bath as quickly as I can. After I took a bath, I dried my hair with a
hair dryer and then went straight to sleep.
      Next morning, I wore a Giordano shirt and went to school, but that was when I
found out I was not at home then I knew I would have to walk to school, I found a mate
at my orphanage that also was disabled and going to the same school as I was, we talked
to the manager of the orphanage and he said that he would drive me and my friend to
school because it was my first time going to school in the orphanage. Me and my friend
decided that we would start a liberation in New York after school because almost everyone
that was disabled was bullied. so we decided to meet on Wall Street after school.
      After school, we designed some plaques saying “Don’t Bully Disabled Children”
then we started shouting it was unfair for disabled children to get bullied and that we are
all equal. Everybody looked at us. Soon, it was 7:00 pm so we packed up our things and
went back to the orphanage.
      Along the way, 4 adults came up to us and started saying all sorts of mean things to
us, they punched my friend and my friend punched back but they got my friends arm, I
pulled my friend’s arm free and we started running back to the orphanage. They tried to
grab hold of us by trying to grab my arm, but I ran even faster so they could not catch
We went back safely into the orphanage. Now they could not catch my friend and I.
      After days and days of our liberation, more and more disabled children joined in on
our protest. Finally, on January 12 2011, the U.S. president announced that all children
and adults are equal.
      We will never get bullied again because of our liberation success. I felt good that
day when the U.S. president announced that we were all equal.

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My recount summative assessment

  • 1. Disabled Abuse I sat on the tip of a table and looked down glumly at the floor, I was getting bullied everyday by non-disabled children because I was disabled. I couldn’t find a solution to the problem, even my mom and dad were embarrassed because of me, “What can I do?,” I sighed, if my parents were embarrassed because of me, there was nothing I could do about it. At school even the teacher bullied me about my disabled right hand, so I guessed I would just have to cope with the situation. Next day, I went to school with my dad’s bicycle, I saw the kids again, the ones who bullied me everyday. “I’ll have to do everything without them seeing me,” I gulped, then I quickly parked my dad’s bicycle and ran to the slide to hide from them because they were coming my way. They knew that I hid in this spot so this time I should hide in the small playground, that way, they won’t find me. I shuffled to the small playground, but other kids recognized that I was the disabled kid, they quickly ran to the bullies and told them where I was going and the bullies ran with speed to my hiding spot then formed a circle around me, they started to go into a smaller circle. Soon they were punching me. I tried to fight back, but with only one hand, I couldn’t do much about it. I rammed my body into the smallest boy in the gang and he fell down instantly. Then I ran away to the slide. They tried to catch me but I jumped down the slide and ran to my classroom, so I was at least safe for. After a while, it was recess time. I ran down saying “Lets play basketball,” enthusiastically but no one actually listened to what I said so I just kept on running to the basketball court. When it was time to pick teams, I ran into line and waited, I waited until it was my turn in the line, but no team captain picked me because I couldn’t shoot with a disabled right arm. They just left me and started playing. “Why doesn’t any team captain pick me?” I asked, then they said because I have am disabled and I couldn’t shoot, so I just walked sadly back to my classroom. Shortly after, it was lunch time, I went to my locker to grab my lunch, but it wasn’t there. I guess the bullies stole it again. I just went to the playground, I saw a couple of classmates playing tag and I asked them if I could join, but everyone of them said no because they thought they would be laughed at if they were seen playing with disabled children, I sat down quietly at a staircase, “I am being neglected, everybody hates me and I have no real friends,” I shouted so people at the playground could hear, but none of them looked that way. They all saw the bullies coming my way. “Nobody cares about you, disabled boy,“ the bullies shouted. Then they started to push people out of the way to get me, but I went to the entrance of the playground and ran into the cafeteria. “Now they can’t catch me, “I said huffing and puffing from the running to the cafeteria. The bullies looked blank because they did not know where I was. so I walked down the aisle to the water fountain. After I was refreshed with water, I got $5 out of my pocket and went to the vending machine. I bought spicy potato chips to eat. Then I went into a toilet cubicle and stayed there for the rest of the lunch recess. Not long afterwards, it was class time so I now had to go up to my classroom on the 7th floor. But along the way, I saw the bullies looking for me. I thought I was going to die when one of them almost caught my eye, but it turns out that none of the bullies saw me because they thought I was still in the playground. They were concentrating on the playground, not on the staircase that they were walking on. I had made it into my homeroom 7A without the bullies noticing me, so at least for now I was safe. I went home that day feeling sad because I was neglected and I also felt lucky because I escaped the bullies. If I hadn’t escaped the bullies it could have been far worst.
  • 2. ! When I went home, my parents decided to take me to Central Park because I was turning 13 that day. We walked along Maple Street and then onto Palm Avenue. Once we were in Central Park we went on the animal ride, it is a ride where you sit on an elephants back and ride around the whole Central Park, but then at one point, my parents quickly took me to a orphanage called Orphans Children, they took me inside to the orphanage and talked for about 30 minutes to the orphanage manager and my parents said bye and walked away with their heads down. After my parents left, they quickly made a bed for me to sleep in and they also prepared a set of clothes for me to wear after I have took a bath. Then I took a bath as quickly as I can. After I took a bath, I dried my hair with a hair dryer and then went straight to sleep. Next morning, I wore a Giordano shirt and went to school, but that was when I found out I was not at home then I knew I would have to walk to school, I found a mate at my orphanage that also was disabled and going to the same school as I was, we talked to the manager of the orphanage and he said that he would drive me and my friend to school because it was my first time going to school in the orphanage. Me and my friend decided that we would start a liberation in New York after school because almost everyone that was disabled was bullied. so we decided to meet on Wall Street after school. After school, we designed some plaques saying “Don’t Bully Disabled Children” then we started shouting it was unfair for disabled children to get bullied and that we are all equal. Everybody looked at us. Soon, it was 7:00 pm so we packed up our things and went back to the orphanage. Along the way, 4 adults came up to us and started saying all sorts of mean things to us, they punched my friend and my friend punched back but they got my friends arm, I pulled my friend’s arm free and we started running back to the orphanage. They tried to grab hold of us by trying to grab my arm, but I ran even faster so they could not catch We went back safely into the orphanage. Now they could not catch my friend and I. After days and days of our liberation, more and more disabled children joined in on our protest. Finally, on January 12 2011, the U.S. president announced that all children and adults are equal. We will never get bullied again because of our liberation success. I felt good that day when the U.S. president announced that we were all equal.