It was always pretty easy for me to tell that I was a different kid growing up. Start with the fact that I attended kindergarten in a specialized school and that most of my classmates had special needs [though I was entirely too young to understand what that meant at the time], and you have the beginning of what sounds like a pretty boring autobiography. My “special needs” condition is Cerebral Palsy. Called CP for short, Cerebral Palsy is an umbrella term for a group of movement disorders that stem from a lack of oxygen to the brain at birth. Most people affected were also born prematurely. I have been…