Public school enhances the lives of some and destroys the lives of others. As a child, I dreamed of going to school because I believed the stories of wonderful experiences told by people whose lives were changed for the better who attributed that change to public school and the people they met there who helped them.
My school experience was a negative one. I have come to understand that my school experiences, among other life experiences, have a lot to do with who I am and how I process information as I receive it. Some information I do not receive and cannot receive. I could not take a joke, and since joking behavior was continually directed toward me I felt singled out for negative attention. I was and still am a negative receiver, one with filters upon my feedback sensors which deflect the positive and only receive the negative.
Some people are better at dealing with negative feedback than I am. I think my poor eyesight has a lot to do with the way I receive feedback. I cannot always see the expressions on others faces, so I can't tell when they are teasing or serious.
I think my husband was a person who liked to tease and joke around. He didn't understand my reactions to his teasing. He didn't like my jokes and didn't understand me.
I could not find the help and understanding from people at public school that would put me in better places.
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