I didn't have to go to daycare or pre-k. Mom stayed home and dad was working. I was teased and felt alone. When I was in the presence of others I learned to make them laugh to avoid them teasing me.
When my teacher said this to me it became game on. Lessons from my father showed me that everything is possible with determination and education.
Struggled in Third Grade. Gifted and talented in Fourth and Fifth Grade. Scholastic Aptitude Test (SAT) in the Sixth Grade and acceptance to the Johns Hopkins Center for Talented Youth for Math. I learned to nurture my intellect with hard work and no excuses.
I thought I knew it all. I was smart. I had good grades. Girls said I was handsome. I didn't need to listen to my parents, so I ran away and learned that correction was a part of love.
Marlow A. Henderson Jr. pushed me to greatness and when I fell he stood over me with his hand out to pull me up. My father loved me, corrected me, forgave me, taught me, and stood by me. We both graduated from University of Baltimore.
Against all odds, I finished my doctorate. That is just the beginning for all of the awesome things to come.