I’m Amir Smith
How are you doing? My name is Amir Smith. I am 18 years old going on 19 next month. I have been diagnosed to be on the Autistic Spectrum. I am from Crown Heights, Brooklyn of New York City. Born in 2002, my life started off almost like I was living in a Mid-Luxury Lifestyle. I lived in two households, my Father’s studio apartment, and my Grandma’s apartment on my mother’s side. My parents worked in Marine Park, Brooklyn, and Inwood, Manhattan so I had to stay with my grandmother for a while because of that. As it may sound a bit sad, it was actually nice that I stayed with her, she took me shopping a whole lot in Downtown Brooklyn, and Gateway Center in Starrett City, Brooklyn.
On the other hand, the school began as a very new and traumatizing experience for me. A neighbor of ours across the street from my grandmother's had her own day-care business in her apartment. But I had two memories there. One of them was when the neighbor pinched my cheeks so hard that she left bruises on me. Sadly, I did not tell my mother until almost two decades later. Now, Mama wished that she knew so that she could get even with her.
Though you think that is bad enough, my parents and my grandmother struggled to put me in several pre-schools and even a public school once because they did not like the atmosphere around those schools and the way that the teachers treated me even though I took no notice. I settled with a school known a the Five Block Day Care Center. It is gone now and replaced with Friends of Crown Heights. I know that it was a nice place to learn and play. I remember once that they gave me a test to do but all I did was just fill in the bubbles. But, little did I know that it would heavily impact me on that.
Now into my public school life, it was like many things that portray evil and good. Let’s start with the good side, shall we? My mother wanted me to get into things that I had no interest in, but like a ton of African American kids in America, you had no choice but to do what your parents say. So, I had so much to do in my life when I was younger. And I still do. Let me tell you some of the things that I was, I was a Chorus singer in the Brooklyn Youth Chorus, a camper at Camp Carmine in Manhattan, an explorer in the NYPD Youth Academy, a sailor in the Hudson River Community Sailing Group, and even a piano player at the Brooklyn Youth Chorus. A ton of experience all in one shot with the help of my mother as well.
Now for the bad side, because of my disability that I never knew about until I almost graduated High School, I was constantly picked on and I even became a picker myself to try to fit in. Little did I know that I was being used. In any school, especially if you are not immature, you are considered the enemy to most of the class. The teachers were the only ones that I could really talk to over the years. But, it still was not really good help for my self-esteem.
So, this is my first time publishing on here. I apologize for any typos or misspells. Trying this out will be an experience. So be sure to stick around if you want to. That is your choice.
