Winning the Race, Despite EDS, James’ Story of Success

When my son, James, was five and just started kindergarten, he was quiet and didn’t talk unless spoken to.  He was a great student, followed directions, didn’t misbehave, and I was always told he was the epitome of the imaginary “perfect student.”   Eight weeks into the school year he fell from the monkey bars breaking his arm into 9 pieces.  He never cried.  He went and sat by the classroom door and waited for recess to be over.  For the next three hours the teacher knew something was wrong but James would only respond “I’m fine.”   When they had him take his sweatshirt off because it was getting warm they realized his arm looked like a snake.

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