In 3rd grade I won Charger cheerleader of the year at my church and have yet to fall from that high. That was around the time my teacher told my parents that she didn’t believe I’d have too much trouble getting through school, that I’d do fine…based on my personality. I used to think that was a compliment but have since realized that perhaps it had more to do with her account of me sharing that I wanted to be a bunny when I grew up. When she told me I couldn’t be a bunny I said fine, I’d be a grandma or a dolphin trainer instead. After learning how much science and math goes into both of those occupations I decided to figure something else out.
So here I am, a homeless advocate on Skid Row.
(Oh and for the record, I still prefer to hop sometimes and have not totally given up on my dream of becoming a grandma one day.)
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