What Did I Do Wrong?

Hi everyone,

It's been almost 17 years since this incident and I still think of it often. I still don't know what I did wrong and if anyone could enlighten me, please do.

I was 16, had left school and was going to college to do a diploma.  Although the diploma was about health, part of the diploma required us to do numeracy and literacy.  The first two sessions of these subjects involved each member of the group (exacly 20 young women) doing an assessment just to see what stage we were at.

The assessments were really easy.  Not even SAT level.  About two thirds of the group found it easy, some found it a little hard.  However, there was one member ("T") who found it extremely hard.  

The first week, we did the literacy assessment and T was very vocal about her struggles with it.  She didn't say if she was dyslexic or anything but she complained throughout the hour we had to complete the paper.  

The next week, we did the numeracy assessment.  This time, T was VERY vocal about her struggles and was even more vocal.  In the middle of the assessment, I pointed out that T struggled the previous week and is now struggling with the current week.

Both T and the other girls ripped into me for saying that.  I stated a fact and T herself was very clear about her struggles so I failed to see what I did wrong in repeating it.  The next day, I was forced to apologise to T in the presence of our tutor.  

I didn't mean any harm and I was just saying what was true - please could anyone let me know as to why my repetition of what T said was inappropriate?

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