so many foster kids have NO class…

May 10, 2012 at 12:24 am 28 comments

.Recently  i have been thinking about the graduation balloons I have been seeing around my neighborhood and  the graduation parties, the graduation hoopla,  and ultimately the graduation that many kids get to experience.  I read that almost 80% of kids graduate high school within 4 years and the trend is increasing, and more than that eventually graduate

….  And then i thought, shit, only 34-54% of aged-out foster kids graduate highschooldoes anyone see a problem here?

….besides the shitty experience of growing up in foster care and never being adopted, so many foster kids miss out on rituals that define growing up…

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Follow me here…. and please make it to the end…

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1.  The Act of Graduating

Walking across the stage in front of friends, teachers, loved ones … graduating.  Celebrating an accomplishment that 87% of the US population takes part in (Percentage here).

  • no calling of your name of the speaker
  • no shaking hands with important people
  • no getting the dipolma thing in your own hands
  • no tassle
  • no gown
  • no WOOHOO or cheers from the audience
  • no goofy pictures
  • no pomp and circumstance
  • no throwing a hat in the air
  • no practicing the walk in
  • no… being part of “The Class of —-”

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2.  Senior Week

I never heard of this.  But apparently some schools celebrate all week or more… the senior class has picnics, games, and goes to a lake or an amusement park or someplace “fun”….events leading up to graduation.  Time to be together with “your class” to reminince about old times and make new memories.  Time to celebrate your success..  Senior week for the The Class of —- .

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3.  Yearbooks

I know what they are.  I dont have any.  People sign yearbooks with special notes or good wishes.  Each highschool senior has their own page where they could select pictures or sayings or things they wanted in the book.  The senior class also votes for things like:

  • favorite song
  • most athletic people, smartest people, funniest people, most likely to succeed people, etc.  (personally i am not a fan of popularity contests, but i guess it is a “normal” high school thing.)
  • favorite movie
  • most important world event
  • favorite school lunch
  • etc…

So it seems a yearbook is more than just a book… but a process of making decisions as a group and being part of that group, of belonging to “The Class of —–”

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4.  The Opportunity to Attend the Prom

I dont know how many people goto proms, but that really is not the point.  The point is if you dont graduate highschool or become a junior or senior, you really are not likely to goto a prom. If you don’t have a stable home, you really aren’t likely to goto a prom.  If you are broke, you are not likely to goto the prom.  You dont have a chance to make those “memories” or have the experience

  • no fancy clothes
  • no fancy dinner
  • no flowers
  • no pictures
  • no silly dances

And if you think “it doesn’t matter,” here is one of my favorite adoption blogger’s son going to the prom.  They look happy.  They look excited.  Shit, they even have matching tie and dress!  It’s part of being a teenager.

Seems this prom thing is a whole weekend thing.   And for kids that are “too cool” or “too emo” or whatever,  there are “anti-prom” parties too.  See its a culture, prom or anti-prom!  Guess what?  Many foster kids dont get to choose prom or anti-prom… we dont get those choices.

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5.  Class Rings

Again another “little sign” of belonging to something… “Class of 2012″ ring.  You get a ring if you are a senior.  If you never make it to being a senior or graduating, or don’t have money, you never get a ring.  50-60% of highschool students buy a class ring (Rings)

I didnt realize until i googled “class rings” that you can choose things you want on your ring.  It can reflect who you are… then i realized, even if i had the opportunity to get a class ring, what would mine reflect… being alone, unwanted, stupid, not involved in anything, constantly moving homes, bad, worthless, etc.  …. Maybe i really would not have wanted one…

They are very expensive according to what i googled, so i am not even sure how a foster kid would afford one, but for approximately half of aged-out foster kids, it was never a choice anyway…

It might have come in handy on the streets.  i could have pawned it for some cash… and gotten some donuts and a big bag of weed to last me a couple days. on the streets, the ring on my finger would have been a waste… much better  for me to toke my problems away.

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6.  Friends

I once read that friends from the years growing up are most likely to stay friends.  I cant find the reference, but i read it.  The point was that basically growing up together formed a bond that would last.

Most aged-out foster kids dont grow up with the stable “friends” because most are moved around so much.  Living in multiple homes, attending multiple schools is not conducive to making life-long friends.  I had no friends.  Honestly.  I moved so much that i gave up trying… because i never knew if i was going to be there tomorrow.

I have no memories with friends.  I have memories of being alone and an “outsider.”  I have memories of sitting on the bleachers after school and watching the band practice and wanting so bad to be part of “that group” … but i wasnt.  I have memories of waiting for my foster parents to pick me up and watching the track team jump up and down as they walked to practice, laughing, having fun.  I have memories of sitting alone at lunch…sometimes the emo kids would talk with me.  I have memories of sitting in detention for cutting class, walking out of class, or smoking in the bathroom… all done because i felt alone.  I have memories of sitting in the back of the room watching kids flirt and go through the natural processes of being teens, while i was hiding.  I have memories of being so different, of being the “home kid,” of not belonging.  I hated myself and felt like such an outsider, i wasnt able to have stable friends…

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7.  Education

I’ve written about this before.  Not graduating means not learning everything you should have in highschool.  Not having a stable school or home makes it hard to focus on learning details. I am a testament to this.  i missed so much.  Remember my blog about my workplace making fun of me because i had no clue who governement was made up of.  Ah. Yeah.  i dont.  i mostly remember sitting in class trying to figure out if i was going to be in the same school next week.  When i aged-out, all i could think about was where i was going to sleep and what food i could score.

“in general, children and youth in foster care get lower grades and score lower on standardized tests than their peers (Christian, 2004). For example, Blome (1997) found that most youth in foster care receive “C” grades, compared to control groups, which receive a mix of “B” and “C” grades. In another study, youth in foster care who had completed the 10th or 11th grades were reading, on average, at only a seventh grade level (Courtney, et al., 2004).”  (REF)

This is a HUGE problem.

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Before you say, “who cares, highschool stinks,”  remember that you got the chance to experience many of the above and you do have those memories and experiences.  You went through the rituals that makes someone a “normal” highschool kid.  Many aged-out foster kids dont.   And yes,  all this matters because when you graduate highschool, you are part of a group; you are the ‘Class of ____”

Crap, all foster kids should have a class; they should all graduate from highschool or tradeschool.  This may mean providing longer stays in foster care, more tutoring, extra effort on worker’s part to get the records to the schools asap, teacher involvement and caring, foster parent help and support of schooling, and even mental health support. Take it from me…. Once you are “out” of any school, it’s hard to go back.

Foster parents — BUY the yearbooks.  BUY the prom dress.  BUY the class ring.  Let your foster child be as “normal” as possible.  If you can’t afford the items, start saving.  Offer to pay 1/2 if the foster teen pays the other.   Ask your workers.  Sometimes they have “pots” of money for special items.  I have seen those prom dresses at Goodwill.  They are barely worn.

Are you getting my message?

Not being part of a “Class of _____” is just another example of not belonging.  Don’t foster kids have enough of that?

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  • 1. Kat  |  May 10, 2012 at 12:39 am

    I understand the loss that comes from not having the “normal” aspects of teenage life, but the sad truth of why so many people say “who cares, highschool stinks” is because for many of us, it is literally torture.

    Most of my trauma happened to me when I was in high school. I was severely abused by a LOT of people (my peers, my teachers, my parents, total fucking strangers…) and the worst part is that being traumatized in high school is “normal.”

    There is a lot of very ugly stuff that goes on in the high school world that you don’t know about because you weren’t there. Personally, I’m glad you missed out on some of these very ugly things. You’ve had enough ugliness happen to you.

    I guess what I’m telling you is don’t judge those of us who write high school off as useless and shitty too harshly. The fact that there are so many of us out there proves just how terrible it can be.

    Whatever it’s worth, I’d totally be your prom date. Corsage, limo, going to iHOP in fancy dresses, the whole shebang. High school is kind of bullshit, but I’m sorry you didn’t at least get a chance to see it properly for yourself.

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  • 2. Mary  |  May 10, 2012 at 12:47 am

    *Hug*

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  • 3. ella  |  May 10, 2012 at 12:49 am

    LT. I can understand that you want to know how it feels. I feel sorry that you have to move a lot and you don’t have the chance to really learn when you were in school.
    It is not late though. Can you sign in for a community college for the enrichment class, they offer it for free here( such as reading, writing or advanced English class)? You will meet new people and friends. Everyone can be friends, despite the age or background.
    I know you can. I know you are capable. I’ve seen some college student writings and you are more than them. Your writing is organized, well thought and well written. Don’t value yourself too low. Because you are not.
    LT, the most important thing in life is not being rich, smart, successful etc, but being useful for others. You have helped so many foster kids by changing the way people think. It is wonderful.
    Also, there is an Indonesian movie called Laskar Pelangi /Rainbow Troops. It is in youtube but in Indonesian language, but maybe they have the sub. I want you to watch it. It is the true story of 10 kids who live in the poorest city in my country. They share a classroom that is also the goat’s barn. For 9 years, they were the only students in that school. The teachers were paid with 30 pounds of rice every month but they still taught them. One of the kid must ride a bike 80 kms everyday just to go to school. Sometimes he is late because he must cross the path where an old crocodile lives. He was the brightest kid, he read from old newspaper because he has no book, and he wanted to go to Sorbonne. However, his father passed away and he must took over as the breadwinner for his family. In the real life, he became a shop helper. However, his best friend got a scholarship to Sorbonne and he wrote this memoar, which was filmed. His point is, you may come from unlucky situation, condemned to be stupid, hopeless, but never stop dreaming. LT, it is not late yet. Go for it. If you want the class ring, year book, your name called in an auditorium, go for it. It may take 3 years, 6 years, 8 years, but you still can dream.

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  • 4. KimB  |  May 10, 2012 at 1:02 am

    I am sorry you missed the opportunity to experience all these rites of passage for teenagers. I am not going to tell you “high school sucks,” because you are correct that people identify with groups, especially at your age. A high school class is a group to belong to.

    I worry that people are going to minimize what you are saying, because most people can not relate to your situation.
    But FWIW, I hear you and understand you; I am not just “listening.”
    All foster children should get to be children and teenagers and everyone working with them should strive to keep that in mind.

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  • 5. Crumble  |  May 10, 2012 at 1:36 am

    Read this. Feel like bawling. Glad you are writing, LT, because it is the only way things will change.

    In my area there is a free prom dress shop. Businesses all donate new dresses. People donate gently used ones. It is beautiful. (And run by volunteers – therefore the costs are low.).

    I felt heartbroken because there is just so many elements of life that foster children miss out on. But just had a revelation that every reader here has learned from you, and can make a change. And I know I have discusses ideas I have learned from here with others…

    Maybe change is slow. But there are a lot of good people here – people that have testified that they have listened to your adive, or have directed former foster children to this site.

    Feeling sad, yet hopeful. Thank, LT. Really.

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  • 6. Splintered  |  May 10, 2012 at 1:43 am

    It’s amazing how you can make us “see” through your eyes.

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  • 7. Jen  |  May 10, 2012 at 2:04 am

    Some of the stuff you missed out on in high school – especially the part about belonging to a group – is stuff you could experience now through a hobby or community sports team or volunteering or something like that. Dr. Val could help you in deciding what you might like to try, and you could convince KC to come along for moral support when meeting new people. And, it would be good for you. Getting into activities like that in the teens and twenties are one of the ways people define themselves. It’s a developmental stage to go through. Maybe you could find a hacky-sack club or do some volunteering that helps the environment or bring one of your dogs to a dog-training class, or take a college cooking class, or something like that. If you get a college diploma, you’ll have a grad party too.

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  • 8. abbys momma  |  May 10, 2012 at 4:25 am

    Yeah I agree with all of this. What I do think is interesting though is that there are a number of GEDS on my mother’s side of the family for a variety of reasons. What I’ve found is that people are actually impressed by stories of my relatives that were bold enough to go back and get a GED too. Not the same- but not nothing.

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  • 9. Love Many Trust Few  |  May 10, 2012 at 5:15 am

    I was lucky enough to grow up in a disfunctional but loving family. But we moved a lot so I went to 8 schools. I know how it is to be the outsider when everyone else has grown up together. I know how it is to be bullied and ostrasised. I didn’t get many of the things on your list either. No graduation, no group. No prom wtc and a very average education. I didn’t have a 21st or many birthday celebrations.
    Now I’m a foster mother I’m totally in to ritual. I always get the kids their photos with Santa or from school or kindy. They are still young but already there are so many things we do that make up the weave of a solid family life even though it’s a bit unusual for my three boys to have two mothers ( bio & me) no dads in sight and to be unrelated yet brothers in every sense of the word. I get it.

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  • 10. Krista  |  May 10, 2012 at 8:17 am

    Powerful post, dearest. You are so insightful and this post will be a huge help to foster parents, to help them “get it.” Well done, LT, I am proud of you!

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  • 11. butterflysblog  |  May 10, 2012 at 8:43 am

    Sweet LT – you are right! You were completely robbed of these important formative experiences. I think that when you graduate from college – holy shit will that be a party!!!
    -Butterfly

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  • 12. AnotherTime  |  May 10, 2012 at 8:48 am

    I get what you are saying, especially about the ‘Class of ****’ bit.

    Wow, I thought anti-prom was only something I saw on Malcolm in the Middle. Interesting that it is a real occasion…

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  • 13. Linka  |  May 10, 2012 at 9:33 am

    Morning LT, just want you to know that my girl went to prom on 5/5. We got her a beautiful dress, she got her hair and nails done, her boyfriend got her a wrist corsage (I would have if he hadn’t), and they went to the after prom. We took pictures, and they got pictures taken by a professional at the prom (link: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.3870594803789.2175382.1246193273&type=3 )in case you want to take a look!) You helped me realize the importance of her having the whole experience, even before this post today…

    I can empathize about the not feeling part of the group bit, having been in 13 different schools by my senior year of high school. I always had to make a place for myself instead of trying to fit in to established groups (ok, well there were some groups that I barged my way into). But, today I find myself linked with many of those people who disappeared down the road as we moved on, through Facebook. It is amazing to me!

    I agree with all of the posts so far, and it is never too late to experience any of these things-they may not have “prom” in college, but they do have homecoming and Spring dances…

    I’ve got to get busy here at work, so off I go, but think about this: there is nothing holding you back now. Blessings!

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  • 14. Jess  |  May 10, 2012 at 9:53 am

    Dude you got robbed. However, growing up with a big loving family I look back on all this and think, ….so boring. And I was HOT! I went to prom 4 times, even as a freshman! So dumb, worthless, nothing compared to what I’m doing NOW. Take back YOUR LIFE. Start living a life that doesn’t make you want to look back.

    Back in college I read I quote by Gloria Steinem that was something like “become the man you want to marry.” Which you may think has nothing to do with this situation. But for me it made me want to be the kind of person who could look at ANY another and say “Why do I need you when I have ME!!” Keep searching until you find what makes you happy, make it your goal.

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  • 15. michelle v  |  May 10, 2012 at 10:15 am

    good points on the advocacy front. i also enjoyed the mom of 12 blog you pointed us too. i think start celebrating. cake balloons pics etc. maybe you could dress up fancy and go out for dinner with KC. you have accomplished alot.

    ♥ michelle

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  • 16. ifihadamom  |  May 10, 2012 at 10:58 am

    This post really hit home. The lack of belonging is a need that pervades lives. I wish I could say it goes away – it doesn’t. But it does get better. I think it’s more than buying the prom dress, having a graduation party, or getting a high school diploma. It’s having someone – that is not only proud *of* you for graduating high school – but someone who *you* make proud because you graduated. This is a key difference. Anybody can be proud of you for doing something. Complete strangers can tell someone they’re proud of them for overcoming an obstacle. But, when you make someone proud of themselves because you achieved something, it means they feel partly responsible for your achievement. It means they’ve invested in you as a reflection of themselves. I’ve been told countless times by countless strangers that they are proud of what I’ve overcome when I speak about aging out. However, I’ve never had anyone who was proud of themselves for my achievements. No one feels responsible for my actions (good or bad). I’ve seen many community groups that help youth who age out by giving them donated prom dresses, throwing big “group” graduation parties, and buying generic “we’re proud of you” cards to let them know they cared. Although this is done with only the very best of intentions, I think it can actually make those kids feel worse. Because I think they don’t just crave the rituals (although I think this is a very big need as well) or the material things. People can donate the money so we can buy class rings, prom dresses, spring break trips. It would help, but it’s also hollow. Just like joining a community sports team or hobby group now would help, but there would still be this hollowness. This aching. I believe that’s because the belonging you – and all of us like you – share is not just the need to be normal and accepted … not just the need to be important and valuable to people … but it’s an all consuming drive to be *the* most important and valuable person to a specific person(s). Not because you are a great writer or you share an interest or you are a wonderful friend – but to be the most important and valuable person for just existing without having to do anything to earn or keep their love. Essentially, we are constantly looking for a parent’s unconditional, selfless love for their child in every relationship we have until the need is filled. I think this is what we are always, always searching for. I think one way for others to help youth who are aging out feel normal and like they belong is to focus on investing more of themselves in these kids to help them graduate. When people invest themselves in a child’s development – rather than just donating items – they come to feel responsible for the child’s actions. When someone feels responsible for your actions, they feel responsible for your successes (and failures). I think your suggestion for foster parents to start saving to buy the prom dress, class ring, etc is superb. Not because they are buying something for their foster child, but because it shows the child that – because their foster parents are choosing to save money specifically for them (and not just generic foster youth) – the foster parents believe the child is special and worth investing in. Hopefully, in time, the child may come to believe that he or she is worth it too.

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  • 17. hazy55  |  May 10, 2012 at 11:14 am

    I hope some of these comments do not upset you. It seems several are missing the point you that are trying to make. You are not asking to go back in time, you are asking to fix things in the here-and-now, so that foster youth are not denied a childhood.

    We try to keep our foster children involved in activities. Even if they are with us for a short time, it is important for them to feel included in a group. Some of the best ways are through school activities; sports, committees, bands, student government, etc. We encourage participation and make sure arrangements are made so that they are able to participate. This is part of being a PARENT!! And foster parents are parents!!

    To teenagers these rituals are important. In fact, many people keep affiliated with their “class” after they graduate by participating in HS reunions, where more memories are made. It is a connection that you and many other foster youth miss out.

    I think your ideas are great. Graduating “something” before foster youth have to leave the system is important. Not having a HS education or skills is a deterrent in life. We owe it to the children to make sure they are prepared in life and feel they belong somewhere. ((LT))

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  • 18. Melissa M.  |  May 10, 2012 at 3:56 pm

    Dear LT,
    I have been reading through your blog a lot since I found it about two weeks ago. I just wanted to leave a note and thank you for your incredible writing and your beautiful, brave spirit.

    It has been upsetting to read the few negative comments on your blog – I hope they are outweighed by the strong goodwill of all of your loving, supportive commenters. Dooce is a really famous blogger and she gets so many wacky, hateful comments that, to stop being hurt by them, she went so far as to put them in a special part of her site with a bunch of ads so that whoever wanted to click there and read that crap would generate money from her advertisers that I think she then gave to charity. So you are in the company of famous bloggers when you get a crazy comment here and there :) ! I guess it comes with the territory.

    My husband, who is a good man, works in the child welfare system and tries every day to make a semi-broken system better even though there are so many problems. I want to thank you for allowing me to gain greater understanding of why he works so hard and comes home late. I will be a better partner to him for having read your powerful writing.

    I have been thinking of you a lot lately and, wherever you are, wishing you strength, peace and perseverance.
    Love,
    Melissa M.

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  • 19. Kale  |  May 10, 2012 at 6:22 pm

    There’s so much I want to say to this post, but I’m not sure where to start. Thank you for helping people see how hard it is to not have those ‘normal’ rites of passage.

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  • 20. mamamama  |  May 10, 2012 at 7:27 pm

    Fantastic post. Great ideas for how to prevent these issue. This is a awesome example as to why your post is invaluable.

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  • 21. Lindsay  |  May 10, 2012 at 9:45 pm

    I totally honor the fact that you have a right to be upset that you missed that stuff. But I have to say that for kids who are smart (like YOU and me) and have trauma, high school is TERRIBLE and no ritual or right of passage makes it worth it. Being a part of a class at a high school is all about getting your heart broken by friends who betray (not a really problem if you’re a trauma survivor- cause you don’t let people get that close) Who is sleeping with who or who’s NOT sleeping with anybody and why (huge triggering issues for survivors), worshiping body image ideals (ditto.) and underage drinking. My high school had an option to skip the fluff classes and cram all the required classes into 3 years and leave early and I did it. I missed senior year, missed prom, etc. Was invited to go through the graduation ceremony with my class but after a few months in the real world knew that chapter was over and chose not to go to “my” graduation. NO regrets about any of those decisions- in fact in looking back I’d say it was one of the best decision I’ve ever made.

    You SHOULD have had the option to participate, and I’m so sorry you didn’t- but try not to over-hype what you lost. Prom is a let-down for even the happiest, healthiest, prettiest girls. And graduation is mostly a big deal because, for most kids, it’s when they feel like they are an adult for the first time. (You had to be grown up a long time before you were 18)

    You might think I’m crazy, but after reading your blog for a year or two now and just knowing how intelligent you are and how your spirit keeps fighting for you, I just totally, totally believe that one day you are going to be walking the stage in a cap and gown getting a college degree.

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  • 22. Foster Mom in Training  |  May 11, 2012 at 9:44 am

    (((hugs))). I’m sorry you’ve missed out on so much. I hope you make new, positive memories everyday. Thinking of you…

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  • 23. Village  |  May 11, 2012 at 11:32 am

    This is ridiculous. I come from a two-parent family in an upper-middle class suburb. I never went to any prom, we didn’t have any senior week, never got a yearbook or school ring, have NO CLUE whose hands I shook at graduation, you don’t keep that hat & gown, you just rent them for the morning, nobody cheered when I graduated and I’m not friends with anyone from high school now.

    I moved on, went to college and could care less. Get over it.

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    • 24. ifihadamom  |  May 11, 2012 at 12:09 pm

      You’re lucky, Village. You have lived a life that is so devoid of deep pain that you can compare the pain of someone having no family of their own to your longing for a dog. You don’t have any reference point for her kind of suffering. Your life has been very blessed – so blessed that you can’t see those blessings anymore or understand what it feels like to live a life without them. If you had experienced LT’s pain, you would never be able to make such a comparison. In this case, your ignorance is bliss … and I’m glad. I don’t want any child to ever experience this kind of hurt. I hope her story never hits home for you and you stay blessed. I also hope -as you grow older – you learn compassion for those in this world who haven’t been as blessed as you. It’s the ability to feel the suffering of others – even when you haven’t felt the pain yourself – that is mark of a life well-lived. You’ve been giving much, Village. Live your life well. Don’t let your blessings become your blinders. Sometimes, when we have too much, we become surrounded by what we have and it blocks our view. We can’t see other people – only ourselves. I hope this isn’t you. One day, I hope you see LT and others like her. I hope you’re able to look beyond what you have to see the people on the other side. I hope you live your life well.

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    • 25. LooneyTunes  |  May 11, 2012 at 10:31 pm

      Thanks for being the Village Idiot. .Every blog needs one.

      Take your two-parent upper middle class family and wipe them out. Then try to live as a child with people you don’t know for years, being forced to move around “whenever.” Add multiple rapes to your little body by a big penis and some forced blow jobs in your small mouth. And mix it with getting beaten black and blue.

      And then go live on the streets of California (right?) with nothing and no-one for several years.

      Then come back and write something. You won’t be the Village Idiot anymore.

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  • 26. Cesarea  |  May 11, 2012 at 1:29 pm

    Right on, LT. Since starting to read you’re blog, I’ve been shocked at the lack of nonprofits to help prepare foster kids for a future in the big city where I live. Research has shown again and again that the problem isn’t the kids, but the cluelessness of the adults around them!

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  • 27. SM  |  October 30, 2012 at 12:11 am

    *hugs*
    I’ve been in the same small school system my whole life, even during my stint in Foster Care, so I can’t really relate there.

    But, even though I’ve grown up with my class, I can still relate to the loner feelings. :( I never had any long term friends as a kid, and have always been an outsider, and I’ve been abused by kids at school almost every year I’ve been here (high school can really stink if
    youre unpopular). Thankfully, the outsider part has changed somewhat the past few years for me and I’ve gotten friends that I’ve had for a while and I’ve joined some groups and school and church. But I’m sorry about how you grew up. :(
    Even though I live in a very wealthy subburb, my family isn’t rich, so I know the outsider feeling from that. Though my parents always make sure I can get stuff like yearbooks, homecoming tickets, etc.

    In a lighter note to one of your comments, I’ve never had a boyfriend either. :P but I’m a sophomore.
    That didn’t really have a point, but I guess unwanted to say your not alone in having felt like an outsider at school, and not every foster kid misses out on everything. But I will add that when I was in FC freshman year, I didn’t get to do as much high school stuff asninwould have liked, but I didn’t miss everything. :)
    Btw, have you considered community college? Most classes are cheap, you might be able to get a better job, and you can have a graduation party and be a part of a Class of ____!

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  • 28. Beveanne Harrold  |  November 22, 2012 at 10:30 am

    I guess I’m blessed to be such an avid reader.I’ve read so many boos that had these events in them that it was almost like being there, and always seemed to cycle through areas at times when I could and did make friends that I still see not in my age group and its hard to see them die as we all grow older.Since all I cared about was books and nobody else wanted them I never took a beating for what i owned I only took a few beatdowns for not recognizing kids my age as their voices changed because they thought i was being snobbish.still do fear people my own age except one friend who i feared for a very long time because i didn’t recognize him and yet he knew so much of my life and once he understood aspergers, he didn’t expect more than i was able to perform he just became my new friend every weekend when he came to town with his parents.or grandparents or any way he could get here to make sure i had something to eat and didn’t have to go to sleep in a car or under a tree. that i had a safe place to be.if it weren’t for turmeric i still wouldn’t know who he is and was and a relationship of course is impossible he was my friend for to long and knows too much of the dark side of my life- but he took me dancing at sunday tea dances at the casino that his grandmother worked at so i have those memories he bought yearbooks from the school i went to he let me look at when i need to see faces and try to remember and he bought me my first/only new clothes ever i still spend all of my money i have extra on books

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