I lived with my aunts during the week and my grandmother on the weekends. My grandmother lived in the city center and my aunts wanted me to have a chance to get a better education. So they moved me to a new school district. It was a new environment, I was excited! New school, teachers and friends. Opportunities were everywhere. The change was great, but it highlighted something I had never noticed, I was different. My life wasn't like my friends', most were raised by their parents, both or at least one. I, on the other hand, was the product of a village. That village is what gave me the strength to go to school every day, head held high, eager to learn and determined