On November 6th, 1989, the world would see one of its greatest people arrive. You see, on November 6th, 1989, I
was born in Sacramento, California. Even since i was a kid, i was always a thinker. My parents have told me that
I was always the good kid wherever we went. I would always sit and be quiet inquiring to myself about the world around
me. Instead of attempting to grab any object that caught my interest like most children do, I would not move from my
position and speculate about the object. I would watch how other people interact with it. I learned by watching,
not by doing. This habit has stuck with me throughout my life. All through elementary and middle school, I received
straight "A's" at two different private schools, Merryhill Elementary School and Capital Christian School. I then decided
that I wanted to go to public school because during childhood I was heavily involved in local youth sports and nearly all
of my teammates attended public school. It was hard to try to connect with both types of children, but it was a
good experience. I began my enrollment at Rosemont High School in 2003. During the first year, all classes were
in portables because the school itself had not been completely built yet (Trailer Park High, we called it). Being
the first graduating class was definitely a unique experience. It was cool being the first graduating class, but it
is difficult to be involved with a school with no tradition.
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