Life as I know it started on October 16, 1976 in St. Peter’s Medical Center at 5:12 p.m., to Edward and Barbara Katko. I was happily named April Cassandra Katko. I weighed eight pounds & eleven half ounces. My first words where mom and dad. I took my first steps at nine months old. My troubles began at the age of two when I was diagnosed with epilepsy, which is a seizure disorder.1 by the age of three I knew had to read. As a result of my mom teaching me to read when I was 3 years old I now have a great love to read. I started school when I was three & a half years old. The first day of pre- kindergarten was scary.I didn’t want my mother to leave. Slowly but surely I began to make friends with the kids in my class. Mrs. Kent was a nice teacher, and made me feel comfortable. Mrs. Kent also made me want to learn. My grades weren’t the best in the beginning, but I managed to pass pre-kindergarten. At the age of three and half I started school.
In kindergarten I was diagnosed neurologically impaired.2 Two things happened in the middle of kindergarten. Though there were a few kids close to my age, most of the kids in the class were older than me. The few kids I managed to befriend took it upon themselves to become my protectors. Two of those were boys named Michael Lopez and Sam Lopez. I think they were either brothers or cousins. I spent the rest of my kindergarten year in special education class. My mother got pregnant with my younger brother while I was in kindergarten. He was born on February 1, 1982, about four months after I turned five years old. My parents named him Edward Louis Katko, Junior, my brother was born in St. Peter’s Medical Center at 1:50 p.m. I became jealous of my younger brother because he took up so much of her moms’ time and attention. At age five I was used to being the only child in the house. I hated my brother from the very beginning. My brother and I did nothing but fight. When he was born, I was very jealous of him. I used bite him; pinch him, and anything else I could do to him. One time I gave my brother a hair cut and in dong so I cut his scalp. I was mean to him till he was 12 and I was 17.3
The following year in the first grade I was put in a class with kids my age, where I met Sam Lopez again. Miss Baxton was a patient & kind teacher I worked hard with the students in her class. While in school I was well behaved. When I was in the second grade Lincoln School decided to mainstream me into a first grade reading class. I loved to read, compared to the other students in her special education class; I had a higher level of reading. Though I made friends with the kids in the class, I felt out of place, because I was seven or eight years old and the students were six years old. At the age of six I went through speech classes because I either had a stutter or a lisp.
Also at that timed I joined an after school club called the Girl Scouts. In troop 395 I made friends with a bunch of girls who were named Jen McCoy, Wendy, Peggy, and a few others I can’t remember. During the three years as a Brownie Girl Scout I earned badge after badge. My mom and the girls did all kinds of projects to earn badges over the years. Brownies is three years first to third grade. During her last year as a Brownie Girl Scout the girls in the troop slowly began to move away. After the third year as a Brownie I got my final badge the Brownie Wings. The Brownie Wings indicated to the junior level. However in the fall of 1984 all of the girls except Jen McCoy and me had moved out of the city of New Brunswick or the state of New Jersey. So my mom searched for a new trop for Jen and me. The third grade was my last year at Lincoln school. During the course of the year Lincoln school was planning and processing a transfer. Even though Lincoln school went up to the eighth grade, special education didn’t; it stopped at the third grade. During the summer I had to take an entrance exam, before I completely transferred from Lincoln to Roosevelt. After I took the entrance exam I was placed into my class at a second grade learning level in my subjects. By the end of my first year at Roosevelt I began to notice a new girl around the school. During my second year at Roosevelt I was in the fifth grade, and was introduced to the new girl. The new girl was named Abigail. At first Abigail seemed nice to me. I was mainstreamed into a regular second reading class. I left class for period a day for reading, the rest of the day was spent in my own class learning what the rest of the class was learning on the border of second grade/third grade learning level. After about a month or so I began to realize that Abby was putting up front when it came to friendliness. Abby always pretended to like you and when your back was turned, I stabbed in the back. In turn I started to pretend I was Abby's friend.During the day at school I felt like the kids in her class were jealous of me because I got leave class for one period. After school, however, I had dance class, choir practice, and girl scouts. However, in the sixth grade I ended up with a permanent substitute. My teacher, Mrs. Williams, had some kind of illness that kept her out of school for the whole year. Over the years I disliked school, especially Abby more and more. Though I had friends a Roosevelt, I felt like I didn’t belong.
When I was ten I started taking dance lesson at Dance Dimensions taking ballet. After taking a year of ballet I decided that I didn’t like it. For my recital my class was supposed to be butterflies. After a year of taking ballet I decided to take up tap dancing.I liked tap dancing a whole lot better than ballet. A few of the recitals that I danced in was the following themes: Broadway we salute you, Hurray for Hollywood, and Dancin U.S.A. I always enjoyed my recitals; I even invited my best friend Julia. Julia enjoyed watching her best friend perform at her recitals.
She found troop 513 where the leader was a women named Marge Koleser, and co-leader Loretta Koleser. In my new troop I met a girl named Julia Deri. In the troop there were a couple of girls named Peggy, and Judy. Peggy and Judy are sisters. Julia befriended me from the first time they met. Even though I knew a few of the girls in my new troop, I still felt shy and awkward. When Julia welcomed Jen and me into the troop, I began to relax. I was upset when Jen my friend and neighbor moved away. Outside of Julia Jen was my best friend. Through my friend Julia I got into a group called New Kids on the Block, created by a guy named Maurice. They were the hottest band at time. I discovered that Julia and I had a lot in common. They were the most popular band around. Julia’s favorite New Kid was Joey Macintyre. My favorite new kid was Jordan Knight. Julia’s parents considered me to be their second daughter and they treated me like one of the family I also liked groups like Color Me Badd, singers Paula Abdul, Duran, Duran, and singer/actor Joey Lawrence. I went through a lot of changes in my taste of music. School was pretty much the same as far as classes went.
When I was nine or ten I met a girl named Nicole; her mom, her father, and her and her brother Jeff moved to New Jersey from California, because Nicole's dad was interning at St. Peter's hospital. They lived down the street from me at 72-Duke Street. At the time the hospital owned that house and only rented to people who were studying to become doctors or families. After about a year Nicole and her family moved back to California. Nicole wrote me with her new address and I wrote her back. After I wrote Nicole back I never heard from Nicole again.
At age eleven I got my first period. I didn’t know what was happening to me. One day in July I noticed brownish/yellowish spots on my underwear and I became nervous, so I went to my mom and started asking questions. My mom told me that I was going through puberty, and that those brownish/yellowish spots were the sign of my first period. However, my mom didn’t know how to explain this to me, so she got me a book called Julie's story. Julie’s story helped me understand what was happening to my body. My period didn’t come the following month. My first period lasted seven days. I got my second period in September and it was a lot more painful than the first. At age twelve my period got shorter, it became six days. My period is pretty regular too, every twenty-eight to thirty days.
Julia and I did everything together as we grew into teenagers. At age twelve I met a boy named Shawn who was fourteen. Sean and I did everything together. We hung out at the park not too far from our houses. Whey went to the movies. We hung out at his apartment. We hung out with his friends who were in there thirties. The most important thing to me was that hey kissed. This went on for two years. At age sixteen Sean told me that he had go live in the school he was attending and I would never see him again. Before Sean met me he got into trouble with the law. His mom had enrolled him into the Bayard Street Correctional School for Boys. One summer at the age of twelve I met a boy named Shawn. He was fourteen at the time. I guess you can say Shawn was my boyfriend, but he considered me nothing more than little sister. But I remember how we used to kiss on the lips even though it was no more then a peck. We would hand out a lot at my house or his apartment. He went to a special school called the Bayard Street Correctional School for boys. He told me as long as he followed certain rules he could live with his mom; otherwise he had to live the school and never leave till he graduated. After two years of bliss and fun Shawn broke the rule and one cold day in October in 1990 after I turned fourteen and he turned sixteen he told me I would never see him again and I was to forget about him.
Through the years at Roosevelt, I spent at least one period in another Reading/English class. In the eighth grade my class merged with another eighth grade class for social studies class. As my eighth grade graduation approached I grew restless. I couldn’t wait to graduate the eighth grade. Although I made a few friends at Roosevelt, I felt out of place there. Before I graduated the eighth grade I was taken on a tour of New Brunswick High School. The eighth grade prom was cancelled because not enough eighth graders were supporting the prom. I vowed to go to my junior and senior proms.
I was almost kidnapped while going to Roosevelt. One rainy day after school, my bus had broken down and was going to be late. I didn’t know that, and when a guy singled to me I, crossed the street. I should have realized that the guy wasn't there to pick me up when Marcos didn’t understand what I was saying. Instead, I got into the white van and went with Marcos. Marcos took me to his house, where I had to wait for his friend, Fernando who spoke English to come take me home. I was very scared, and I didn’t know what to do; I started to cry. Finally Fernando came home, talked to me, and got me to calm down so he could take me home. After I was calm, I gave Fernando directions to my house. I got into this red car and Fernando took me home. My parents were so worried that they called the police. After this incident, Mrs. Macy my eighth grade teacher decided to have Mrs. Spade, her assistant teacher walk, me down to the bus stop a few minutes early and made sure I got on the right bus. The year before a boy named Veglio Jiminez was kidnapped from school property, but it took a long time before he was returned. Although Veglio was safely retuned, Roosevelt started taking precautions to prevent that from happening again. When the school found out I got on the wrong bus, they were worried about me making the same mistake. Now the school year came and went. When I graduated the eighth grade, I decided to wear the same dress I wore for my confirmation. The dress was white with very, very light lavender flowers on it. You couldn’t see the flowers unless you looked really close at the dress. My hair was pulled back by a home made headband. The headband was made out of something I got at the spring festival. A spring festival is a Girl Scout program. This particular spring festival was about the basics of camping. In Julia’s and my case it was something we did to get credit towards our sliver award, the second highest honor a cadet Girl Scout can earn. The highest honor a Girl Scout can earn is the gold award.
I graduated the eighth grade in June of 1991.
But before that I was in a share time program going between Roosevelt Elementary School and Woodbridge Vocational Technical High School. At Woodbridge Vo-Tech I met a girl named Ginger Drape, a boy named David, a second boy named David, a boy named Dan, and a girl named Wendy. At first Ginger, David, David, Dan and Wendy like the Roosevelt Crew as we were called. Since most of my group were made up student from Roosevelt. From October 1990 to February 1991 all of us went through three shops. The first shop was cooking/leather design. The teacher Mrs. Rothchild had this jar on her desk that you had to put a quarter into if you cursed in her class. By the end of this shop the Dunellen School District and the Roosevelt Crew started to get along.
The second shop was computer skills/silk screening/engraving. The teacher Mrs. Lystad taught us how to make note pads, engrave key chains, and silk screen t-shirts. She also ran a small store in which she Charms Blow-pops and they were good. The third shop was wood shop; the teacher in this shop was Mr. Clumb. Mr. Clumb taught us how to wood burn, make a lamp, and how to make a well. When cutting the pieces for the well I cut my thumb real bad. I don’t know why it happened but I must have had a small seizure and went blank for a few minutes because the next thing I remember is screaming and being rushed to the nurse at Woodbridge Vo-Tech. The nurse at Woodbridge Vo-Tech told me I didn’t need stitches and all she did was wrap my thumb in gauze with some ointment. The next day I had see Nurse Annie Brown to have bandage changed. Nurse Brown said I should have had stitches put in my thumb. At the end of the share time program I had asked Dan to go out with me. Dan said he couldn’t date me because of his religious beliefs.
On the first day at East Brunswick Vo-tech, I felt shy and awkward. The first two days of school was testing. The testing was to see what your learning level was. I was originally placed in a 9-2. Nine -two means ninth grade level two, which is good. Nine-one is the highest, nine-two is the next highest, nine-three is average, nine-four is below average, and nine-five is the lowest you can go. After about a month and half, I was promoted a nine-one. My guidance counselor, Mr. Massarelli, felt that a nine-two was too easy for me. My friend, Ginger also went to East Brunswick Vo-tech. Ginger and I met at Woodbridge Vo-tech the previous year.



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