Today I liked school. I am understanding to reassure America, I need to prove my intelligence by meeting the common core standards. I kind of want to prove myself too. Now to not care is preparing a person to aim low. I am like a rifle aiming at the bulls-eye. I am a person with a goal to go into an understanding profession. I am interested in intelligences. I want to pursue neuroscience. I like studying how the brain works. Many times understanding comes from my autism. I enjoy understanding things. I piece together teachings from school and life. Each day tons of loops to tie up. I am thinking of pieces of solving problems.
I think of the problem of DTTs (discrete trial teaching in ABA). I think (my old school) gets it wrong. They don’t teach anything. They only use each day to reach nothing. I used to learn to leave my mind behind. Each day was torture. I am liking (my new school) so much better. It is a place where I can learn. So long (old school). I like not working for reinforcers. I felt like a so-called animal.