mr. peerson, whose class i was also failing, who said to me, you seem to know a lot about u.s. history. you're really got a talking politics. but you never do my work. what is going on? and it was in that moment i literally fell in his arms because someone finally cared. it wasn't the first time. in middle school i happened when my parents separated so i knew there were teach evers who cared. but in that instant, i realized had i listened to the math teacher, i could have went on to a bad trajectory in my life and never went to college. but mr. peerson still held me accountable, even though i failed his class and had to good to summer school, i ended up at wagner college, getting a bs in nursing, which is not one of the easiest journeys to follow through. but i loved nursing before i became an educator. so, when i had my daughter, i was working for verizon, the phone company you. might say how did she get from nursing to verizon, but like many kids you think you in the what you want to do and then realize that's not it. and verizon gave me an opportunity to really figure out what i want