Difficulties you had as a kid that might be due to your ASD

[buckyboy14]

Was talking in four to five word sentences at 11 months old but could not walk properly until I was about 2
Odd gait when running, I used to flap my hands like I was trying to take off and run slowly in long strides (everyone thought it looked hilarious)
Was reading above average level by age 3
Would draw in a strange way, I would draw squares on the paper like a comic strip and put the pictures in them, but could not fill a page with just one large drawing
Could not tie my shoes or whistle until I was nearly 10 and could not ride a bike until I was 11
Needed help getting dressed at age 8, often got shoes on wrong feet
Could not play sport (poor hand-eye coordination)
Became overwhelmed in noisy crowded situations and would hide in cupboards or under tables or just run away
Bossy, short-tempered and often said things that annoyed or upset others
Would ignore lessons and focus on my interests instead until I was forced to pay attention
Threw tantrums if a book or toy I wanted was missing or not available
Forgetful and often in a world of my own (zone out)
Few friends and often bullied
Clumsy and had trouble colouring within the lines or cutting things out cleanly

I used to put my shoes on the wrong feet as well. I didn't know other Aspies did that.

You reminded me of a couple others. Apparently I have a strange gait as well, but whenever I look in the mirror it seems perfectly fine. I was also extremely articulate when I was little. I always pronounced words perfectly.

 

[IContainMultitudes]

Not directly AS-related, but as I read this, I couldn't help but think that it has a connection to the executive functioning issues that aspies have and is part of why I was miserable a lot of the time growing up and just kind of muddled though school.

Ego Depletion ? You Are Not So Smart

(A bit shorter than the above link, which is actually a chapter from a book):

Ego depletion - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

 

[musclecarman]

Over the past few years I've looked into these things I had difficulty with and they seem to be prevalent amongst people with ASDs. One thing that came to mind recently is how I had much difficulty tying my shoes. I seemed incapable of tying them until I was quite old. I think I initially wore shoes with laces in them, but switched to velcro since I struggled a lot with tying them and became discouraged. It wasn't until I was quite old that I finally stopped wearing velcro shoes. I mostly stopped wearing them to prevent classmates from bugging me for wearing them.

I Googled "Trouble tying shoes Asperger's" ,and sure enough, I came across various pages where people on the spectrum mention that they struggled or still struggle with tying their shoes. So this is likely yet another problem I had as a kid that is directly attributed to my ASD.

same here I still cant tie them so I just tuck them in and nobody seems to notice

 

[Datura]

-Had trouble tying shoes until grade five
-Was ostracized by most other children, but got along well with adults
-Very uncoordinated, and thus terrible at sports
-Took the refrain of "just ignore bullies" a bit too literally. It turns out if you just walk around pretending they aren't there they find that very amusing.
-Never dated in high school, and only went to one party
-Preferred to read in a corner or pace the grounds over interacting with my peers
-Very low academic performance up until junior high, when suddenly I started getting honors
-Very disorganized desks and lockers. Constantly losing and forgetting things.
-After elementary, unable to even initiate social contact
-Despite doing well in English, was encouraged to type my finals because of poor handwriting. This was a special accommodation.
-Thought that "Pachycephalo sapien" was the best burn ever

 

[tachyon]

-Never dated in high school, and only went to one party
-Preferred to read in a corner or pace the grounds over interacting with my peers
-Very low academic performance up until junior high, when suddenly I started getting honors

Datura, I also was blighted by poor academic performance until about 15 y.o. despite a very high IQ. I'm very poor at absorbing information verbally (which is how most of the early stuff was delivered) and I think at that high-school age the learning focus shifted to reading from texts which is where I excel.
Unfortunately, by that time I had alienated so many teachers (and my father) that they had given up. Nobody was more surprised than me though when I 'blitzed' final high-school exams.

Unfortunately the education systems lean towards educating the majority, but I guess that's partly an issue of economics. When a lecturer is talking, I find that the words seem to float around the room without the same sequence that they were spoken and in a very short time my brain has gone 'belly-up'. I'm much better at reading texts where the information comes in a stream.

 

[Progster]

Oh my, this is going to be a long one!

I had poor executive functioning - always losing or forgetting things, disorganised. My mum had to check me every morning before I went to school in case I had my shirt on inside out or the buttons were done up wrong.

Poor motor coordination: I was late to learn to ride a bike without stabilisers, not good at sports, especially team sports, I couldn't learn to dance or cursive writing. My handwriting was awful. I could swim, but only the front crawl, never breast stroke.

Social: Difficulty making friends. Anxiety around people. I didn't play with other kids in primary school though I sometimes talked to them, I was almost always on my own, and didn't have a best friend until middle school. And then, I just socialised with that one person, another person on the margin without many friends like me, I was never accepted into any of the cliques and I didn't have a wider social circle like my classmates did. As a teenager, I had different interests and I couldn't relate to others in the same way as they could relate to each other. I felt alienated, disconnected and that I didn't belong.

Sensory: my mum bought me some of those awful frilly dresses that they used to dress kids in during the early 70s, and I refused to wear them. I didn't like being touched or handled and I refused to hold my parents' hand when crossing the road, and melted down if they tried to force me. I didn't like hugs. I was terrified of loud noises and a picky eater.

Aloofness/ emotional: I didn't play with other kids, especially as a young child, didn't show much affection toward parents, didn't do hugs, I didn't talk to them about my emotions or tell them how my day was. I often didn't recognise emotions in others either, and often misinterpreted people or offended people without my knowing what I had done. I had problems with displaying facial expressions and got into trouble countless times for frowning when I was unaware of my frowning. I was in my head a lot, in my own private world. I often sought solitude by going to the bathroom and taking very long baths, or getting up early so I could have my breakfast alone in peace.

Meltdowns: I couldn't handle people teasing me, and I just used to melt down. The other kids quickly caught onto this, and started teasing me on purpose to make me melt down because they thought it was fun. I didn't know when something was a joke or serious. I had frustration meltdowns, meltdowns at loud noises, or when people tried to make me do something I didn't want to do. I very soon earned myself a reputation for melting down. I once even hit a teacher because she tried to make me do country dancing.

Obsessions: My sister teased me a lot by calling me a little baby. I was reading a library book and blanked out the words "little" and "baby" from the book. Obsessions with obscure things like sellotape, homemade experiments and inventions, Mecchano, books, astronomy, sci fi, a love of all things science, music - listening to the same song over and over again.

Other: mutism - I sometimes just couldn't speak, like saying 'thank you' for being invited somewhere when I was supposed to. Apparently, when I was very young and my family were going out, I didn't automatically know that I was to go with them and she had to tell me by saying something like "we are going out now and Progster is also going out too" or I just wouldn't get it. When I was a teenager, I started enforcing a lot of routines as a coping method for stress and I had to have my dinner at a certain time, and do things at a certain time. I used to get very upset if my dinner was even 5 minutes late. I didn't like my name at one point, and wanted to be called by a nickname. I didn't like being a girl much because I was a tomboy and didn't like doing the things that girls were supposed to enjoy. So, no dolls, no pretend play, no fashion sense, no make-up. Prosopagnosia - didn't recognise my own best friend after she had a haircut.

And finally, last but not least, stimming! I had various ones - one of my most 'endearing' ones was suddenly running across the room in the middle of talking to someone

 

[Datura]

I was generally a very quiet, well behaved child, but come to think of it, there were a few incidences where I totally flipped out on people. One of the worst was on Halloween. The older kids would organize activities for us in the afternoon. One of these activities was an origami workshop. I was having trouble keeping up and kept asking the kid beside me for help. The girl who was running the workshop decided I was being disruptive and sent me back to my class.

Sitting in class the anger built up in me. I felt that I had been treated unfairly, that I was always being treated unfairly, and that I was fart too passive. I then rampaged down the hall, tearing things off of the bulletin board, drop kicking walls, screaming. I went up to the girl who had banished me and told her through tears that I hoped she would die.

I was promptly whisked away and given a stern reprimand from two of my teachers. They were both horrible men, one being a borderline pedophile and the other one a sadistic dictator in microcosm. I didn't hold back. I let them know how much I hated them and that I didn't care about the consequences.

Everyone was shocked as I was usually so quiet and docile. That was a bit of a pettern throughout my youth. I could completely ignore a great deal of abuse and then suddenly snap. One moment I would be pretending my tormentors didn't exist, the next I would be slamming their head into a locker.

 

[Karin]

This is a very interesting thread for me as the concept of the autism spectrum is still new. Let me see...

- Very poor coordination, always hated ball games as I couldn't throw, catch or run (still can't).
- Lived in my own world with books but I don't consider that a difficulty.
- Didn't really get into dating until my 30'ies, first boyfriend at 22. It was just too overwhelming for me.
- First real friends at 15. Until then I played with whatever girl was not in favour with the reigning girl in the class. I couldn't stand her bullying but was rarely the target.
- Very grown-up language and opinions, setting me apart from classmates (but very popular with the teachers and got good grades).
- Would stop dead in my tracks to pull up my socks if they moved a franction of an inch regardless of who was behind me.
- Very picky eater (still am) and never wanted to try anything new.

 

[DogwoodTree]

Hmm...

Couldn't make friends
Didn't get jokes
Didn't care for popular music groups, shows, or movies
Not interested in concerts
Could not STAND to wear girl dress shoes...just tennis shoes, and they had to be white
Hated dresses
Didn't like playing barbies with my sisters
Preferred being by myself to play
Sat alone in the cafeteria more often than not
Got along better with much younger kids or with adults
Loved spending recess in the library
Always stuck inside my head
Didn't express emotions like other kids
Would get weird ideas in my head of what kind of clothes to wear or how to wear them (like rolling up the pants legs or wearing multiple layers of shirts even in summer)
Had imaginary animal friends and spent a lot of time in my fantasy world
Couldn't stand certain types of fabrics
Had secret routines

Growing up was not fun. I've read a lot about "getting in touch with your inner child", and I keep thinking, why in the world would I want to be that person again?

 

[Walsie]

I can relate to so much in this thread. Wow.

The academic performance thing with teachers who just lectured and lectured and talked and talked; yeah, I muddled through secondary school because that's how most teachers taught. I got another shock in uni because it was even worse. My grades were mainly Cs and Ds with the occasional B or F. I was good at nothing. Not any subject, not languages, not sport, not art, not music, not socialising, zilch, nada, ditto. I just had an epic imagination, but because I take instructions literally and then they were vague at best, most of my creative works were either uninspired, unimaginative or below par.

I had to be forced to crawl.
Had to be taught how to eat. Had to be taught how to pick things (usually food) up and other basic tasks.
Didn't know how to command my body to go to the loo when I got sick (often), so often woke up with vomit on the bed.

Didn't know how to talk until about six.
Didn't learn the alphabet until age seven.
Didn't learn to read until about eight or nine. Nobody picked up on this after I'd learnt the alphabet and phonetic rules, because as a big-picture, conceptual thinker, I was able to gleam meaning from phonetics and pictures.
I thought I was stupid, which is why I bluffed that I could read when I couldn't. I didn't want to stay down again. Cynthia from 'Musings of an Aspie' called it 'passing', and boy, I passed with flying colours.
Had to see a speech therapist until age thirteen, but then had to see one in college because I was saying a lot of multisyllable words wrong. I still do.

Didn't learn the time, tying shoes or riding a bike till ten. Dunno about you guys, but I thought once again it was because I was stupid. Nae can ride the bike now, though, so when people say 'It's like riding a bike,' I scoff.

Didn't learn how to swim 'freestyle' or any of the boring repetitive stuff; but my mother said I swam underwater 'like a shark' since age five or six. Taught myself (there was no 'shallow end', and still detest uneven pools), and taught my siblings, so they never learnt the boring repetitive things, either, since the way I did things was much more fun and challenging. Why in the universe do people hold their noses when they go underwater is still beyond me. Speaking of swim games, that extended to ball games on ground. Since I did ball games (usually the games were made up or modified by me) with my siblings, ball games and team games weren't difficult in PE until secondary school. I took a lot of risks and pulled dangerous stunts in the pool, on the swing, rollarskaing, biking (once I'd learnt) and skateboarding. My older sister says I was strong and athletic but that withered like a flower in the Sahara once the monthly curse struck. It and the boring activities required of teenhood just made me clumsier, undoing all the above work I put in to gain strength and certain balance and coordination skills in childhood.

The moldy towel of teenhood meant I was often ostracised by my siblings. (Five kids in six years, I'm the middle child.) It persists decades later.

Couldn't relate to other kids, didn't know how to make friends, didn't understand them at all, so spent time with the teachers on yard duty or in the library. Until secondary school, when I realised teachers were busy with a hundred other students and wouldn't, and made it clear they didn't give a hoot about awkward, charmless me.

When I made my first friend (she was for real, by the way, and still friends we are), I realised that I wasn't so unlikable nobody would ever like me, after all, just generally unlikable. However, rarely was I humiliated by bullies. They were as likely to get burnt as I, because I knew how to manipulate people. Unlike most on the spectrum, I can read people like a book when it's survival time. I just don't have the skills to engage in a properly appropriate manner (executive function and control), but you don't care about that when dealing with bullies.

Speaking of obsessions, I was obsessed with a girl called Pamela from third to sixth grade because she was really cute, shy and seemed kinder than the other kids. I was NOT a shy kid, and took her under my wing (actually, I was controlling, so I didn't blame her when she abandoned me for a more popular girl). Then it happened in a Year 12 camp with a boy; because I had an excellent conversation for three hours with him on the first night, I wanted further conversation, but he had since realised I was uncool and generally ignored me like everyone else. I got the hint real quick but that didn't stop me from trying. I'd gone to the camp to meet boys, not realising they would ostrasise me, too.

 

[Breaking Enigma]

Inability to make friends, inability to play team sports, and I couldn't operate a pair of scissors until I got into high school.

 

[Elemental]

This is great!!

Earliest memory I have is of having grit washed from my forehead following a fall, aged around 2-3, so I've always been accident prone.

A summer baby starting school aged four, I was unprepared & unequipped to deal with the truly tyrannical new-intake teacher. I got writing help at home but my parents' looped handwriting was not the prescribed Marian Richardson school so my playtime detentions were spent copying nursery rhymes.

Developed severe facial tics & compulsive inner monologue; was tested for possible deafness, had speech therapy for my lisp, aged nine was prescribed liquid valium / diazepam due to migraines from air pressure change / light insensitivity. Crap at maths, above average language & reading; killed my time in books, imaginary animal friends & horse-related stuff. Spent a lot of time in cupboards or under makeshift tents & was tomboyish. Had one enduring friendship from early school throughout but otherwise insular.

Found out last year I'd passed the uk's 11+ grammar school exam but no place available so secondary school, then the system went comprehensive a year later. Was in top groups for most subjects & loved chemistry, biology, physics although I struggled with organization, esteem, absent mindedness & distraction issues.

Prone to acts of recklessness: put my finger in a light socket & jumped on a skylight window to see what would happen...predictable outcomes but avoided skewering my gizzards when the window went straight through & landed me in on a sack of concrete in the locked store underneath. I liked getting on roofs & jumping off things like sheds. My family called me "Jonesy" after the tv prog Dad's Army character: headless chicken mode, basically.

Emotionally bullied: took home a cushion for my parents' that I'd embroidered with a Prog Band's name in school sewing. My father's first response was " You've spelt it wrong" I suspect he was AS & I know he was abused at school for left handedness.

Asked to see a psychologist when thirteen / fourteen: "Do you think you need to see a psychologist"? Prescribed Triptozol (Amytryptoline) for anxiety & depression although it was compulsiveness which was alarming me. Father died unexpectedly when fifteen. Deteriorating school went off my agenda & I left before my sixteenth birthday & then home within a year.

That's why I do gratitude for getting this far lol








Emotionally bullied; I took home a cushion cover new-intake teacher

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

What problems that you had as a kid do you think are attributed to your ASD?

I often think back of when I was a kid and remember all the odd problems I had that most "normal" kids didn't have.

I learned how to do certain things at a much younger age than most of my peers, but couldn't for the life of me pick up on quite a few things that I should have picked up on. I realize that this isn't due to me being dull, but is very much likely attributed to my ASD.

Over the past few years I've looked into these things I had difficulty with and they seem to be prevalent amongst people with ASDs. One thing that came to mind recently is how I had much difficulty tying my shoes. I seemed incapable of tying them until I was quite old. I think I initially wore shoes with laces in them, but switched to velcro since I struggled a lot with tying them and became discouraged. It wasn't until I was quite old that I finally stopped wearing velcro shoes. I mostly stopped wearing them to prevent classmates from bugging me for wearing them.

I Googled "Trouble tying shoes Asperger's" ,and sure enough, I came across various pages where people on the spectrum mention that they struggled or still struggle with tying their shoes. So this is likely yet another problem I had as a kid that is directly attributed to my ASD.

I haven't thought for years, but I could not tie shoes either.
In the 50s when I was a kid there was no AS diagnoses. My folks that could not accept that some things came to me easily, walking and talking, and some things were confusing to me like tying shoes. The folks thought I was not trying.
I think NT patents think their kids are supposed to be at least reflections of themselves and then try by various means to improve the kids so they don't make the same mistakes the parents made.
Society as a whole is not a freedom and acceptance game, it is all about conformity and control.
I have met few Asper's that enjoy being controlled, and NTs for that matter. NTs though do conform more to the cultural memes than us because they need to fit into the herd. Asper's abhor being herded an prefer our own thought and paths.
I think that a general rule of nature is that hunters must be more individualistic then their prey. So why even bother trying to to be one of the flock when it is our bliss to run free?

 

[clg114]

That was a long time ago, but I remember a lot of difficulties. I think the thing that I remember the most was loneliness and isolation. However, the older I got, the better my life was.

 

[Suzanne]

Just scrolling down the answers and thinking back to tying up shoe laces. I cannot remember the exact age, I learned to tie they up, but how is this for weird? I always felt sort of proud when I tied laces and to be perfectly honest, still do at 45! I cannot swim; hate and panic when water gets in on my face.

Never understood the concept of friendship. Did have one friend in school, who I believed was my best friend, but in reality, she wasn't. I had no idea of the boundaries and would actually refuse to even walk with her, because I did not want to appear too clingy, when in truth, I was crying inside because I felt so lonely. I read somewhere that with aspies, we are either too close ie enter someone's space or way across the room and that tends to be me ie the extreme opposite.

Taking things literally has caused many tears of mortification in me.

I was told when I was a child that I was obsessed with getting all the families shoes and tying them together. My only recollection is seeing shoes in a row!

I hated the colour or not colour WHITE and would actually feel faint with weakness and scream when ever I saw white.

There are tons more, but that is what comes to mind right now

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

This is great!!

Earliest memory I have is of having grit washed from my forehead following a fall, aged around 2-3, so I've always been accident prone.

A summer baby starting school aged four, I was unprepared & unequipped to deal with the truly tyrannical new-intake teacher. I got writing help at home but my parents' looped handwriting was not the prescribed Marian Richardson school so my playtime detentions were spent copying nursery rhymes.

Developed severe facial tics & compulsive inner monologue; was tested for possible deafness, had speech therapy for my lisp, aged nine was prescribed liquid valium / diazepam due to migraines from air pressure change / light insensitivity. Crap at maths, above average language & reading; killed my time in books, imaginary animal friends & horse-related stuff. Spent a lot of time in cupboards or under makeshift tents & was tomboyish. Had one enduring friendship from early school throughout but otherwise insular.

Found out last year I'd passed the uk's 11+ grammar school exam but no place available so secondary school, then the system went comprehensive a year later. Was in top groups for most subjects & loved chemistry, biology, physics although I struggled with organization, esteem, absent mindedness & distraction issues.

Prone to acts of recklessness: put my finger in a light socket & jumped on a skylight window to see what would happen...predictable outcomes but avoided skewering my gizzards when the window went straight through & landed me in on a sack of concrete in the locked store underneath. I liked getting on roofs & jumping off things like sheds. My family called me "Jonesy" after the tv prog Dad's Army character: headless chicken mode, basically.

Emotionally bullied: took home a cushion for my parents' that I'd embroidered with a Prog Band's name in school sewing. My father's first response was " You've spelt it wrong" I suspect he was AS & I know he was abused at school for left handedness.

Asked to see a psychologist when thirteen / fourteen: "Do you think you need to see a psychologist"? Prescribed Triptozol (Amytryptoline) for anxiety & depression although it was compulsiveness which was alarming me. Father died unexpectedly when fifteen. Deteriorating school went off my agenda & I left before my sixteenth birthday & then home within a year.

That's why I do gratitude for getting this far lol








Emotionally bullied; I took home a cushion cover new-intake teacher

Elemental, I think that some of your particular details are unique but the general trend is similar for all of us Aspers.
I don't feel like rehashing my story but if you can figure out how to do it I have told some salient stories on various posts on the subject in this forum.
The important thing I do want to share is this. No matter what horror show happened in our lives, we ( Aspers) have the tools, focus and will power to over come all adversity and excel beyond even our own expectations.
NT s like conformity within the flock, we like to soar above them.
Stretch your wings, girl, come and fly with us.

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

This is great!!

Earliest memory I have is of having grit washed from my forehead following a fall, aged around 2-3, so I've always been accident prone.

A summer baby starting school aged four, I was unprepared & unequipped to deal with the truly tyrannical new-intake teacher. I got writing help at home but my parents' looped handwriting was not the prescribed Marian Richardson school so my playtime detentions were spent copying nursery rhymes.

Developed severe facial tics & compulsive inner monologue; was tested for possible deafness, had speech therapy for my lisp, aged nine was prescribed liquid valium / diazepam due to migraines from air pressure change / light insensitivity. Crap at maths, above average language & reading; killed my time in books, imaginary animal friends & horse-related stuff. Spent a lot of time in cupboards or under makeshift tents & was tomboyish. Had one enduring friendship from early school throughout but otherwise insular.

Found out last year I'd passed the uk's 11+ grammar school exam but no place available so secondary school, then the system went comprehensive a year later. Was in top groups for most subjects & loved chemistry, biology, physics although I struggled with organization, esteem, absent mindedness & distraction issues.

Prone to acts of recklessness: put my finger in a light socket & jumped on a skylight window to see what would happen...predictable outcomes but avoided skewering my gizzards when the window went straight through & landed me in on a sack of concrete in the locked store underneath. I liked getting on roofs & jumping off things like sheds. My family called me "Jonesy" after the tv prog Dad's Army character: headless chicken mode, basically.

Emotionally bullied: took home a cushion for my parents' that I'd embroidered with a Prog Band's name in school sewing. My father's first response was " You've spelt it wrong" I suspect he was AS & I know he was abused at school for left handedness.

Asked to see a psychologist when thirteen / fourteen: "Do you think you need to see a psychologist"? Prescribed Triptozol (Amytryptoline) for anxiety & depression although it was compulsiveness which was alarming me. Father died unexpectedly when fifteen. Deteriorating school went off my agenda & I left before my sixteenth birthday & then home within a year.

That's why I do gratitude for getting this far lol








Emotionally bullied; I took home a cushion cover new-intake teacher

Elemental, I think that some of your particular details are unique but the general trend is similar for all of us Aspers.
I don't feel like rehashing my story but if you can figure out how to do it I have told some salient stories on various posts on the subject in this forum.
The important thing I do want to share is this. No matter what horror show happened in our lives, we ( Aspers) have the tools, focus and will power to over come all adversity and excel beyond even our own expectations.
NT s like conformity within the flock, we like to soar above them.
Stretch your wings, girl, come and fly with us.

That was a long time ago, but I remember a lot of difficulties. I think the thing that I remember the most was loneliness and isolation. However, the older I got, the better my life was.

The same with me, I accept what I can't change but fortunately I can change almost anything that I can control, me. Thanks for your reply.

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

Inability to make friends, inability to play team sports, and I couldn't operate a pair of scissors until I got into high school.

BE, I am confident that have friends, equals and supporters here. Telling, sharing and helping each other without apprehension is the key.

 

[musclecarman]

- Very picky eater (still am) and never wanted to try anything new.

same here there are tones of vegetables I still cant stand eating

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

Just scrolling down the answers and thinking back to tying up shoe laces. I cannot remember the exact age, I learned to tie they up, but how is this for weird? I always felt sort of proud when I tied laces and to be perfectly honest, still do at 45! I cannot swim; hate and panic when water gets in on my face.

Never understood the concept of friendship. Did have one friend in school, who I believed was my best friend, but in reality, she wasn't. I had no idea of the boundaries and would actually refuse to even walk with her, because I did not want to appear too clingy, when in truth, I was crying inside because I felt so lonely. I read somewhere that with aspies, we are either too close ie enter someone's space or way across the room and that tends to be me ie the extreme opposite.

Taking things literally has caused many tears of mortification in me.

I was told when I was a child that I was obsessed with getting all the families shoes and tying them together. My only recollection is seeing shoes in a row!

I hated the colour or not colour WHITE and would actually feel faint with weakness and scream when ever I saw white.

There are tons more, but that is what comes to mind right now

Suzanne, oh I guess I can tie laces now but I just bought boots and sandals or shoes w/o laces.
I wonder if an eagle soaring alone is lonely. I ended if a turkey in a turkey farm is any less lonely.