Today, I shot a gun for the first time in my life. (Not at anyone, mind.) Supervised by someone experienced, which is absolutely the way to go about it and frankly I’d be scared to death using one on my own. Guns are weird and heavy.
my life
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Had an interview for a job today, at a SEN school, that I REALLY wanted. I didn’t get it. I got an interview- one of only 7 out of over 100 to get one- so that’s improved my confidence, but I wanted it A LOT and I didn’t get it. :(
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I have a job! Doing the same thing the Doctor was doing in Closing Time! (i.e. flying toy helicopters around and selling them) I also have an interview at a SEN school, which I REALLY want to do, so with a bit of luck I might be working two jobs in a month or so.
Buffy and ableism
I like the works of Joss Whedon, honest to God I do. But there’s just this one tiny little line of dialogue from Buffy that really did me in:
“But you doubt her motives, you think Buffy’s all about the kill, then you take the little bus to battle.”
Sounds a bit like “ride the short bus”, which is – and I don’t know how I know this despite being British, since it seems to be an American thing, but I do- basically shorthand for “you’re mentally challenged.” Because if you went to a specially equipped school, you rode a smaller bus. So: you doubt Buffy’s motives- you ride the little bus- you have special educational needs- you’re wrong, kid, wrong. It’s not a million miles from that cruel word retard. You disagree with Buffy: you’re retarded.
Or that’s what I’m getting from it, and it infuriates me. Because I saw all this, my brother being kinda a SEN kid, and the other kids being cruel, and having complete strangers come up to me in the playground giggling about how our parents must have been brother and sister to produce a kid whose brain worked differently*, and having things thrown at us from moving buses, and not being invited to birthday parties and just all of it. And if even that attitude is reinforced even a little bit by Buffy and Whedon, that’s just plain wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong.
I’m trying to get a job working with SEN (special educational needs) kids. I want them to have a better time than my brother and kids like him did.
*Also a great deal better than most people’s
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Huh, so it turns out that yesterday I just missed out on being present during a bank robbery.
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The Wii Fit says I’m thirty-six. I’m twenty bloody three.
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Dude, my brother can do this but his teachers still failed him in Art.
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This shop is pretty much just outside my flat. :( I’m so glad me and Dave are both elsewhere.