Quite early in life, I was determined to ruin Satan's day. br With a few kids gathered around me, I rigorously dug away. br 'He's down here and, by God's help, I'll find him for sure.' br They believed every word, but I was only four 'with my cure.' br br 'He's the one causing all the pain in my family and the world.' br 'If it's the-last-thing-I-do I'll find him, ' I told the girls. br We tired yet my zeal was strong; I think I focused them to live. br Imagination transported me places, but all I wanted was to give. br br Never did I know my sickly mom; so I grew up on the streets. br Neighbourhood kids followed me everywhere; 'that was sweet.' br Roy Rogers's nephew was my best friend at the age of twelve. br I put on plays, filmed movies, made sand castles and elves. br br How I admired my Pastor Grandma, she told gospel tales best. br The Holy Spirit hugged me at four, I felt loved and blessed. br I was an explorer climbing hills- and creating things to do. br The kids and I made cardboard sleds; down the hills we flew. br br Bored, once I talked a friend into asking others for materials. br I didn't like dolls but I loved to create outfits with frills. br Exuberant zeal came easily, I-did-it-all and felt 10-feet tall. br A silly commercial, of kids flying, convinced me I'd never fall. br br Looking back now, guess you could say I haven't changed my game. br Still exploring, creating, climb mountains, and sharing the same. br Life's been one exploring expedition, internationally, at a time. br I still find ways to defeat the Devil, with God's Spirit divine.