I always felt I needed to teach to survive.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I always wanted to teach.
Even as a child, I found a way to survive.
I've always wanted to make teaching a part of my life.
I knew I had to find my own way of teaching.
The environment I was raised in, you had to, to survive.
I loved teaching, but every day that I went to work, I carried the worry that I was hurting my kids because I wasn't at home with them.
I was accorded the opportunity to learn by failing - albeit at the cost of a few honourable teachers' sanity - and now I realise what a rare and incredible luxury that is.
My old man taught me a lot of stuff in his death that I don't even know if he would have been able to teach me had he been alive. And that was to never do stuff that can jeopardize the people you love and hurt them.
I've learned that to survive, you need a positive state of mind.
I didn't want to teach. I wanted to act. It was quite a long and difficult road to get there but very thrilling when I did.