By now Donna Ferri's legs are sticking straight out in front of her. So then you let her get her bearings and stand where she tells you to so that she can hold on to you and turn so that the back of her braces are against the toilet. Donna Ferri never blushed when I would lift up her skirt and pull her panties down so she could hold onto the bars welded to each side of the stall and stay steady. Then later we'd have to do everything over again in reverse order to get her back into her wheelchair. We got so good at it that we would often sing together all the while.
Bathrooms are great places to sing.
We had a big picnic every year just before school let out. It was a major event for us because we got to wear jeans or shorts and eat the good stuff like hot dogs and hamburgers instead of the horrible cafeteria food, and we got to play real games. We went to Seneca Park, which was huge and green and had wonderfully lush wooded areas. Everybody from school came and there were no rules. It was a beautiful day and not too hot.