Today, I spoke to a sweet young man, obviously mentally handicapped by his lack of voice inflection or Forrest Gump speech, lack of sensitivity to personal space and lack of inhibition in talking to anyone.  He proudly wore a coat with "SBO officer" embroidered on his coat's right front panel and the the logo and name from South Valley School in Jordan School District on the left front coat panel.  I asked him if he really was a Student Body Officer.  "Yes," he said, "I was.  But I didn't learn anything."

"Oh, come on", I chided him, "surely you learned something?".
"Nope, nothing", he answered.
"Nothing to help you at all, to help you get through a day?  Nothing to help you to do the things you like to do?" I asked him.

"Well", he said after thinking a bit, "I learned all about the bus routes.  Sometimes I ride all day.  I have too much time on my hands.  And I didn't learn nothing else, nothing at all."
    After a brief laugh, he explains that he has been all the way to Daybreak and to Sandy and goes to the Center Station many times and out to West Valley and he has even rode the train all the way up to the U.  

"Right now I am going to a movie at Valley Fair and I need a green bus but I don't want to stand in the cold so I ride until I think one will be coming soon.  I have too much time on my hands."

We were pulling into Court House stop when he decided it was time to bail out and catch a green line back to West Valley. 
What happens to all those kids I have had in class that are learning disabled, low functioning, handicapped?  Where do they go?  How do the make it?  I wish I had a way of checking up on them all to see what they are doing, if they are getting along OK in life, and if they also think they learned "nothing at all"!