Inabilities todo p.e. &how to combat them.

There are many things that can inable someone to do people. Asthma is a comman illness that people can have that limits their ability to do p.e. but if teachers/instructors are fully aware that the student has asthma, then giving the student regular breaks, and no pushing them too far past thier limits, should enable the student to particapate in p.e.

If the student has a disability, like being in a wheel chair, then the hall can be converted into wheel chair friendly, with ramp access. Also, games can be adapted to be wheel chair friendly, wheel chair sports teams can be organised.

An inability might be that the student has learning disabilities, which could compromise their ability to grasp what is happening. Having another helper there, to give the student extra support so they can also engage in the activities.

I've never thought of myself as vain, but I do tend to linger at my own reflection when I find myself infront of a mirror.. I am Natalie, a head strong 19 year old. Got my life quite made atm. Next year off to uni, I currently life in a house with my gorgeous boyfriend who's 23. Tattooed 4 times, 1 of which has my name entwined into the celtic pattern. I passed my driving test two weeks ago and work at a posh advertising angency.. For now.

The word sound doesn't even come close to this feeling, but to give you a glimpse, perfectly happy sums it up quite well.

I woke up I turned into James' arms, he was still breathing sleepily, and getting him up on a saturday just felt harsh. Even though I was incredably horny and knew he'd give me a rough fuck if he was to wake up any moment soon, but just curled into his body&&felt him exhale softly onto my neck. Maybe another hours sleep would be acceptable, I thought, tracing one of his tattoos on his wrist. Not mine, but I loved it all the same. I slipped into a semi concious state, worrying about soup and my inability to do anything domestic, but was woken to the touch of a strong hand pulling me tighter against him. Charming, looks like a saturday lay in is only meant for some, but smiled&&kissed his arm anyway, hoping that he'd woken up enough to make me cum. 10 minutes of teasing&&pressing myself up against the right parts and we were screwing hard enough for any coffee to be irrelevent.

A good hour later&&i pushed him out of bed to get me some Dr. Pepper. "Jamesss.." I said pleadingly.
"We have no Dr. Pepper left.." he answered automaticly.
I pouted, last night was a little drunkard, but I was sure I hadn't drank any.
"Remember? You completely slaughtered some Jack Daniels by mixing it with that vile mixture." he said calmly but teasingly.
I scowled slightly, then smiled cheekily.
"Looks like you're going to have to go to the shops, seeing I went out yesterday to get some coffee." Smirking, knowing I'd one.
He groaned&&grabbed a shirt from the cupboard, and slipped on some socks. "Anything else with that princess..?"
"Softmints? Lolly pops.. Ooo.. &&jelly tots..!!"
"you are only four years old, i swear! How can i ever be turned on by someone who wakes up to sweets!" He said pushing me back down onto the bed with his body, letting my breasts just graze across his chest..
"well. you are a very matured 4 year old, i must admit.." kissing me again, before leaving me in his room.

I do say his room, because it is his house. Technically, I'm just a house mate that pays him rent, which goes towards his morgage, and sitting in his room, looking at his stuff, i felt as if we'd just met again. Expect this time, I could whisper "i love you" before we went to sleep, and I could open any cupboard I want and not feel like I was prying into his life, because I am his life, right now.

Letting a moment pass, so I could finally catch my breath, i decided to venture downstairs. This required dressing slightly, so picked one of James' shirts.. &&rumaged through a draw for my smallest of underwear. Hopefully James' real flat mate wouldn't be at home, so I could curl up on a sofa and not feel on show, while waiting for him to return.

Creeping down the stairs, one nude leg at a time, i peared around the silent rooms. "Lewis? ...At home?" ...Emptiness..
"Lewis? ...I'm making cookies." I giggled, knowing that even if he was home Lewis wouldn't have came running, as it was a widely known fact I didn't own a domestic bone in my body.

I sat on the blue cord sofa, poking at my volumous thieghs.. Gosh, I'd been putting wieght on

like crazy recently, I thought back to when my last period was, felt like forever ago, but

the creaking of the back door in the kitchen caught my attention away from my next bleed.

"Happy princess?"
"of course" I said with a smile, clambering onto his lap as he sat down next to me.
"Dr. Pepper&&soft mints, just as you asked"
I giggled as he attempted to hand feed me some jelly tots, until it hurt to smile, so just

kissed him playfully&&threaded my fingers through his shirt button holes.
"Are you happy?" he asked me.
"of course" I said, still laughing.
"Do you feel safe?" He said still with a sincere tone, but blended with a calm smile.
I paused from laughing, and just smiled curiosly..
"...Yes.." I was unsure what was happening here.
"Will you stay here forever?" This time looking right into my eyes, not letting me glance

away for back, leaving me speachless&&silent for 3 heavy seconds.
I finally broke his gaze and smiled casually.
"I have to go to the library today sweets you know that" I teased sarcasticly, but he just

dropped his gaze, and stifled a sigh that he knew would give him away. I wavered suddenly,

asif I'd just done something horrendous.
"Yes, yes I will. Of course I will.. It's all I want." Tightening my grip of his jumper, and

putting my head to his shoulder, so I was talking right to his neck. "It's all I want"
"It's all I wanted." He said with a smile, pulling me closer to him as if I was a wieghtless

toy.
I shrugged off my uneasiness of the situation, and just basked in the perfectness that was

the moment. I had what was craved by every, single girl, and even most of the taken ones. I

had a perfection in male form, with all the extras, even if I was painfully aware that

something wasn't right..

After drinking the poison that was your kiss. I awake strung to the walls. Each limb tied to a poise. My lips sewn to silence.

You smile as I emerge, from your planned sleep.

You step closer, dragging your villin like persona into show. As you appear from the shadows.. I see your weapons of metal.. Reflect the dim light from the hatched up windows.

The metallic exterior of your chosen hands, cold to the touch, slices my tender skin as your held me..

And as you kissed me I felt your pierced bite, your vampire daggars tearing my mouths to blood.

I'd join you in this torture kiss, if you hadn't played unfair with string && needles. Keeping your body to the advantage.

I scream to my mind..

Next you play with my hair.. Spreading blooded streaks to each curl, the wieght drops them straight.. As if they were red tears, falling from head.. As real tears flood to my eyes..

Your bite marks on my neck.. Would never fade.. && with each fixture of lust place upon the skin.. I felt branded with your soul.

I can feel your knives on my curves.. Holding my tight..
Puncturing the dreams && aspiration of my creatavity. As you embraced my last breath, you devoured my soul.. Drinking my heart, leaving an empty corspe of my frail..

...so here I hang.. hanging from the strings you played.
Will I be another piece in your theater?
...Will I just be another act in your play?

Even if this was all true.. I'd still want the staring role.. x