Never was I like the other kids in school. There was always a part of me which was different. When the other children ran towards the next activity in class, I would stay in the back, observing how the other children reacted. When it was coloring time, I would share all my crayons, and if someone did not have a big crayon, I would give them mine and take the broken one. I was the patient, caring and smart girl where ever I went. Little have I changed throughout time.