from poor boy to having girls swooning over me when I grew up to Prom king its no mystery that these events happened in my life from a kid I been surrounded by beautiful women telling me how handsome I am from a kid my experiences are a hope something great is going to happen I went to a private school with the Kirkonells kid and the Mctaggarts these were all well to do kids from affluent back grounds so I remember leaving school everyday crying out to God to make me rich everybody in class had girlfriends at least my friends had I didnt have any girlfriends in primary school but I remember always being filled with ideas like being a top sports athlete I wasnt but I told my Grandma I needed running shoes you know the shoes with the spikes at the bottom that the really fast runners use them when i was running against those white boys I look fast but when we had all island sports day and I ran against Goerge town Primary school kids i got cremed i would come second to last or last place at home we were a big family our yard was called the big yard or bell bells Bell Bell was my great grandmother I could remember her baking cakes & spice buns our yard had plenty visitors in the eightys we were known for alot of drugs & police inspite of that I still had friends sleep over at my home my older cousins used to ride motorcycles and drive go-carts, at night we would play hide & seek across the street from our yard over at the Cayman Compass I was the youngest out of all my cousins so with the neighbors who use to join us they would go hide and tell me to be the watch man I would be there waiting for the longest time when they finally emerge they would be saying next time I would get my turn that always gave them away so as a young boy I knew what they were doing