Blog 40: Entry 10

Trevor keeps getting upset about a friend being racist about the way he talks. She isn’t really being racist though, because he does talk a bit funny. He says its South African but I spoke to my other South African friend and he says its not very South African at all. He says things like “choclit” and “aawf” instead of “chocolate” and “off”. I feel sorry for him because people have difficulty understanding him sometimes but I don’t think it’s that big a problem, and that he is doing very well with his speaking. Having said that, he just said the word “bood”. I don’t know what this word means. He is usually very good though.

Blog 39: Entry 9

Trevor just pulled Nick off his chair. I don’t know why but it could be because me and Nick were talking about his favourite animal tie and Trevor might have thought we were insulting it. He has a collection of ties with animals on it. His favourite is his one with a deer on. He calls it a springbok though. I don’t know why he calls them this. Most people call them deer. Now Trevor’s hitting Nick with a book trying to make him play but Nick is busy. I don’t think he’s upset about the tie any more because he is smiling.

Blog 38: Entry 8

Trevor was just talking about when he was feeding a squirrel and the squirrel bit his thumb because he had too much salt on his thumb. It reminded me of when Trevor was chasing squirrels around the grass and one ran up a tree. He looked all pleased with himself because he had won the game and chased the squirrel away but then the squirrel pooped on his head. Trevor says he doesn’t remember this and that he only ever got pooed on once, by a pigeon. I thought it did happen though.

Blog 37: Entry 7

My friend was just complaining about what Trevor did to her. He used to hit her with a folder and a lunch box and hide her pencil case where she couldn't reach (he is very tall and lanky and quite gangly). I think she's being a bit harsh though because he doesn't mean it in a nasty way, he is just trying to get attention and become friends with her. I think he might like her a little bit.

Blog 36: Entry 6

Trevor sometimes gets confused about things, and I feel sorry for him, but then straight afterwards he starts arguing about whose go it is on worms. He really likes it, but I still don’t know why. He keeps asking my friend when she saw him driving and then says he saw her. He doesn’t seem to realise that he would know when it was if he saw her. Now he’s talking about his new friend, but it is his driving instructor so I don’t think he’s an actual friend. We pretend that it’s good he has a friend though. If we take interest then maybe he’ll be happy. I still don’t know why he likes worms though.

Blog 35: Entry 5

I’ve just been talking to a friend, who says she saw Trevor driving once. She says it was strange because he was all bent over, and looking at the dashboard instead of out the window. She says he puts the indicator on at the last minute and then stops and sort of falls forward. She says its no wonder he hasn’t passed. I haven’t seen him drive so I don’t know and admittedly haven’t started learning myself, but somehow I don’t think Trevor should be allowed to. It’s strange that they let him, but I guess he should have equal opportunities and that.

Blog 34: Entry 4

Trevor thinks he doesn’t walk a bit funny but he does. He says he has stopped walking funny because he trained himself too. I guess he doesn’t walk as funny, but he still holds his right arm bent at the elbow and his hand flopped, with one foot turned inwards slightly.

Also he moves his head around very nervously like a bird, and his eyes are quite wide so he looks pretty wary. Sometimes he lets out a sort of shrieking noise, and it’s really loud.