Failure and I were practically twins. We looked alike. We were inseparable. Back in elementary school and even in high-school, I failed all the time. Test after test.

I just couldn’t do well. How could I when I was out in the hall – kicked out for either being rude or up to some kind of mischievous activity. You didn’t think I had it in me, did you? You don’t know the half of it.

Somehow it all ended up fine. I graduated an Ontario Scholar and would have even received some sort of university scholarship had I chosen to continue studying in Toronto. read more