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Jordan Whissell

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Boca Raton Florida 33433 United States

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"...As a child, I was like any other. I played outside, wrecked my mom’s house, and had fun with the simplicities. Once when I was 8 my Grandpa had gotten a new rear-projection television; however, I was not concerned with how my Saturday morning cartoons would look on it. I could only see the size of the box it came in.  It was huge! I made into a full live-in condo; it even had a porch. I cut holes for windows, had a front and side doors, put in extension cords for lights, and even ran in a phone wire, so I could listen to grandma’s conversations with “The Girls.”

Elementary School was not a place for me. I was the fat kid, the loner, and made no effort to make friends. At the young age of 6, I knew then that I was not likely to see any of these other hooligans ever again in my life.  So I figured why bother. One horrible thing did happen to me, however. I was evaluated and determined to have a learning disability. From first grade on I was sent to “special classes” to learn how to read and write. Looking back that was the worst thing they could have done to me. I am highly intelligent, and now have to relearn everything those classes restrained me from learning in the first place. Not all bad came of those years, I learned quite a bit from my 5th grade teacher, Mr. Roy Paul. He gave me a good since of discipline when it came to the importance of education. He was the tough type. He drilled it in hard, would even make you cry, and showed no care for doing so. It is not until my point of reflection that he was only that way, because he cared..."