Literally, legal documentation was ordered to confirm how terrible my skills were, I suppose, just in case anyone challenged this truth.
My parents, or the school, or somebody paid thousands of dollars to have me tested, and then I became a certified bad writer.
The document confirming my terrible skills was an individualized learning plan.Ironically, I would have admitted I sucked at writing for a lot cheaper, but nobody asked me! Whatever. We pay people to tell us what we already know every day, so no shame there.
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