Thursday, 6 March 2014

When I was 3 years old (back in Lansdale, yea New Freedom!!!!), I used to look at the school bus driving by outside and cry that I wanted to go to school. I did this often and my mom became concerned. She talked to my dad about me going to school and exactly when I was 3, six weeks before my 4th birthday, I was enrolled in nursery school at a local Baptist school. Those were a couple of the most happiest years of my life. I always had a passion for learning. #keeplearningFOREVER

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