school day

I like school. Gym is my favorite part. I like to play volleyball in gym class. It's fun. Some of the kids do bumping and volleying. i have friends there sometimes. Not too often. They play board games and other types of games. Social studies we talk about the British, in religion we talk about God and His only begotten Son who is Jesus, in music we do the notes on the paper and we sing, in art we draw and paint, in computers we do typing. Sometimes I go to extended day and we play basketball. In spelling I always get a 100% perfect paper or it says excellent on it. In reading I'm reading Armadillo from Amarillo. At lunch I eat my lunch which is a salad if I buy and a sandwich if I pack. Then I have recess sometimes upstairs or downstairs or outside. I try to get all my work done correctly so I can have a good day. Or sometimes it's an OK day. I like when my teacher writes good day in my binder and I like to work on the computers and have free time sometimes. The end.

issues with kids and the banquet

The banquet was tough because the kids didn't talk to me much. They just stared at me and didn't talk because I guess they did not feel like talking to me and then the cheerleaders were pretty much sitting together except me and they did not save a seat for me and want me to sit with them but Mary Jane sat with the sixth graders but the seventh graders did not want me there. They just do not want to be my friend then I feel really sad. My mom made me go up to get my trphey and it's really nice but the girls did not talk to me on the stage. They just do not want to be my friend but I can do nice sitting at the banquet table and I have good manners and I try to be friendly but I think I just don't want to be too friendly anymore since they will not talk to me then it's easier for me to be by myself and eat by myself but my mom sat with me and some other parents were at the table but no other kids were at the table and my mom told me I could sit with the cheerleaders but there was no room and no one saved me any seats or would make any room for me so I had to be alone all by myself again. If I had no autism I could be friends and part of the group and maybe they would talk to me. The end.