Wednesday, November 19, 2008
squeaky clean like a rubber ducky
I did an intake today with a girl who is in a program at her high school for people with "school phobia". Did you know that such programs exist? I did not. Anyway, I asked her to tell me about the other kids in her class. I asked under the pretense that I was interested in if she has any peers she is able to socialize with. But really it was just my own morbid curiosity about what kind of kid is in a school phobia class. Wolf shirt kids, right? But this girl isn't like that, she's cool in a self-destructive Rayanne Graff kind of way, but I imagined she is an anomaly. She said there is a boy who carries a lunch box, but that was the only really good piece. I hope it has a superhero on it. Then we talked about how they were kids who have general social problems and try too hard. But I think my error was in framing the question as having to do with socialization, when really I just wanted to know about freaks.
I am possibly the most self-serving social worker ever.
FYI I carried a sailor moon lunch box in high school. And before you ask, yes it did have an included thermos.
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I just had to tell you that I rocked an American Gladiators lunch box (old school, the first season) as well as one with He-Man (which was metal.) Pretty much, I was awesome. I loved this blog, like I love Ryanne Graff!
This is the best laugh I have had in....a very long time. Erika just showed me your blog tonight...as in, just now. Holy mole' I enjoy you. Wolf shirts....HA! I am still laughing.
Ummm, that was me, Natalie...who creepily left the previous anonymous comment.
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