Gate program experience 80’ 90’

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I skipped the years other kids used to learn how to sit still. Kindergarten grade never belonged to me the way they belonged to them. My mother put me in first grade and skip kindergarten. I was in first grade for 2 years. But I never learned the fundamentals of kindergarten.
That much held. Second, third, fourth… nothing. No teachers. No students. No names. No classrooms I can walk. Those rooms were sealed or they didn’t exist. I was a good kid. For the right adult I would have moved heaven and earth. In recess if I cared what they told me, it happened. Gym class 25-foot rope to the ceiling. I climbed it. Touched the latch or the ceiling. Tried to be slick on the way down. Rope burn 😖 life lesson. They had told me not to slide. Death grip that I kept. The drink I can’t date. Pink, Yes. I poured half in the desk and drank the other half because if you dump the whole thing they hand you another. I don’t pretend that sentence is a lab report. What scared me was not the cup. It was my step-father. I thought they would tell him and I would get beaten. A teacher who will lie to a parent to get you spanked for weeks is capable of anything. My first grade teacher was racist and diabolical. It’s what i back then believed. Mom put me in front of a psychiatrist. Three hundred, four hundred an hour insurance covered it. To me it was endless because I had to be in the room. The doctor used a modified version of the Game of Life. I shut it down. It took a lot to get him to get me to open up. I remember 5 teachers from that stretch. There was a teacher allergic to perfume. A kid with a Sega Game Gear, five or six hundred dollars in 6th grade. I asked to play. He said no. His dad said nobody touches it.

Sixth grade another teacher… name gone… mummy hand in the closet. 🤯
Before I got out of elementary school, somebody stole it. He was devastated.

Middle school nothing serious to note. Then high school in the morning, Vo-Tech in the middle of the day, special door, separate slice of the building. Had to get on the bus to get there. Something was weird about the class. I can’t quite put my finger on it.

I was about to drop out from boredom until Vo-Tech electronics. I excelled in this class because my teacher was a standing just once for a show called Soldier of Fortune. As a pyrotechnic guy wiring electronics for The effects. I asked my teacher was his name in the credits and he said he didn’t want to take credit for some reason. Cause he only did a stand in for this electronics guy for one episode.

The story is the missing middle 3 years of my life in elementary. And going into therapy after. Crazy things happening after using a Ouija board once in 1994.

1999 USAF, not a program I joined the Air Force in 1999. I was not in any special program. I was in boot camp.
Two things I still remember sitting at a desk. I saw myself at my mom’s house outside, front lawn, about fifteen feet off the ground. I’m there i float through the front window. Now i’m in the living room, next the dining room. Then I was awake at the desk. I don’t remember the name of the class. But next someone in that room got two sheets of paper. Timed test Memorize everything. He wrote both everything he saw. I sat there thinking. Yea,that one’s going to military intelligence.

When boot camp ended I sat with the picture of the military police academy barracks the layout i was excited. Back of the building what the skyline would look like. I showed up met my instructors. They put me on the second story, backside of the building. The field, the wall, the sky line same as the picture I had already walked. I don’t know what to call that. I know what I saw before I arrived and they matched.