“Searchers.”

I was learning that sticks and stones may break my bones, but words were not meant to harm me. What didn’t know was the ways in which the world actually turned and functioned. I have yet to be the cord or the outlet for the world and what it expects of me. I have only ever been stunted by my circumstances and my lifestyle. I have never been loved for the person that I am, not have I been appreciated for the things that I can do. I have watched the world pass me by, and up until very recently I haven’t felt like there was anything else I could do. 

Measurers.

Checkers.

Samplers.

Record keeping.