The SENCO (Special Educational Needs Co-ordinator) was very good at planning the transition from primary to secondary school. My big fear had been toilets so we spent a lot of time overcoming this.
Everything was fine to begin with, however after a minor misunderstanding with another pupil, their elder brother got his friends to lock me in the toilets undoing all the work which the SENCO had done.
The LSC (learning support centre) got dubbed by bullies as the ‘little spastic centre’ and the toilets close by it were often frequented with bullies who would look over the top of the cubicle while you were using the toilet.
In the summer term my parents couldn't find me black sandals with a hard back (which I needed as my feet roll over due to lax ligaments, poor muscle tone and hemiplegia), so they bought me very dark navy sandals and put on black shoe polish. The teachers did not notice until the bullies drew their attention to it.
I became extremely miserable, I didn't have friends and was so lonely.
The Maths teacher told me long division was past me.