By: Matthew Cullings, SFU Student My palms sweat as my student ID slides through my hands. Butterfingers. As I draw nearer to the checkpoint, I feel the weight of a thousand bullets piercing through my skin. I wipe away a pound of sweat. I approach the Centre for Accessible Learning (CAL) checkpoint. “What’s your name?” demands an enraged lady with a clipboard. “Spit it out, I don’t have all day.” “My name is . . .” I try to respond, but she’s just so intimidating. “I said hurry up or else I’ll send in the dogs! They’re hungry for some…
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