Well let me start, and I mean start from the start. I was born at home, in my great grand mother´s old wooden house on September, 9 1980. Ii can remember some of my childhood, living at one point with my mum and dad in this house they rented not too far from my "mamma" (my great grand mother´s, place. The majority of my childhood was spent at mamma house.

I attended the Tete Morne Government School (a primary school) which started off normal, that is, until my typical, normal childhood took a drastic turn. I was always a relatively quick learner and had won the attention of most of my teachers. At the age of seven, i was in grade 2 at the time, when my father drowned. At first I did not really understand the whole thing of my father passing away. The only thing i knew was that i no longer had one and everyone else had one. The other students started teasing me about not having a father, and really my self esteem just went down to the pits. Thank God that i was blessed with a few good and true friends, Ziggy my best friend and Sharline who well is in mexico right now also, who were practically the only persons there for me. Sharline would help me take notes (I still tell her that she is the reason I have poor penmanship), and Ziggy would help defend me. I would fight almost every day after school, do not think my mum ever knew, but still it was difficult. Now fatherless and being the oldest I could not ever not give me all at school, something many people did not seem to understand, I started getting labelled as smart, I never saw myself as smart, just motivated. I lived in the same neighbourhood as everyone else, I played the same games, the differnce is i knew that i needed to do something to help out and as a child the only thing i can do is to make my mum proud of me and how do i do that, well, do well in school. Due to the emotional shit I went through with the death of my father I was forced to continue the normal stream of class advancing, however in Grade 5 my teacher gave my the chance to move from 5 straight to 7 which was common entrance class then.Some Teachers had objections saying that i would not have been ready but that was my choice and i took it. My first day of grade 7 was terrible, here it is i was entering the class as this little brian box to get a big zero in all my activities. I did not let Zero´s get me down, no way, I started working hard so much so that I ended up being top student in my school that year. I was not too pleased though since i did not get a scholarship and i knew i could, i was just so nervous.

Grand Bay Secondary School, the only one for all I am concerned and that is the one at highland eh! I started High school in 1991 on my birthday actually. That must have been the most fun time in my life, when they say school days are happy days they mean high school days are happy days. I was never a follower of people but more someone who did things for himself because he wants to. Where all my close friends were into business subjects i was the only one to do all science based subjects, even doing physics, a subject i would not really do because the teacher and I were not really getting along.Not much to say on high school. I was a prefect at high school, represented the school a few times in competitions etc, was just the typical student. I graduated high school having passed every subject at high school.