One day, a boy was born in Ingalls Hospital. When the doctor gave the baby to the father he had hit him and the baby was crying. When the baby was given to the mother, he stopped crying. That baby boy was me.

When I went to preschool, which was Step By Step, I met Nancy. Nancy was a nice lady who helped take care of me.

I later on went to Calvary Academy for preschool. While in preschool, someone was passing me with his lunch. I tripped him and all of his food fell on the floor.

Later, when I went to school, I met one of my best friends. When he left, I was sad, but I met some new best friends. Last year was my last year at that school.

Over the summer I moved to Olympia Fields. I was happy because I moved closer to one of my friends. And now I am in a program for getting ahead.

And that is the story of my life.