I can remember back in kindergarten when my teacher had a project book that contained things we learned and that we liked and enjoyed doing in school. One time after ourdrawings were completed I wanted to cry because the teacher took mine and I couldn’t understand why. However it was given back to me later and they told me that they wanted to show it off to the other classes and staff. That was the moment when it went over my head. Middle school was a little different, but I always enjoyed the projects where I could be creative.

I even compiled a scrapbook of my memories with photography and print from my eighth grade year. High school was when I balanced theater, becoming a thespian, my passion for track and field, and a job. This is where I only remember drawing in 10th grade and dabbling
in it till graduation.