I went through a wood-chopping phase when I was nine or 10.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had to learn how to chop wood actually - I don't think my dad would have let me go chop wood in the backyard growing up.
I started working when I was 9 or 10.
I was nine-years-old when I first put on skates.
I started performing when I was 9 or 10, doing magic.
I was ten when I got my first serious beating. It was rough.
My mom taught me how to sew when I was 2 or 3, so I've been sewing for as long as I can remember.
I remember when I was 19, it was pretty tough.
When I was 10, I was hit by a car, which turned my right tibia into a jigsaw puzzle.
I get up every morning and chop wood, and I pretty much do it seven days a week, and I like to do it. I still have time for my wife and my son, who's 14, and at this point, my head is still above water.
By the age of 9 or 10, I knew that I had to cut my own cloth and make my own way.