Like many of the students I teach, I grew up in poverty in Hartford. At four years old, I was taken from my single mom by the Department of Children and Families, separated from my siblings, and placed into the foster care system.
During this time—as some of my siblings moved from foster home, to group home, to homelessness — I was taught the harsh reality that a high quality education was not guaranteed to everyone. I realized that the only way to stop this seemingly endless cycle of poverty was through a commitment to education.
Originally published in The CT Mirror. Read the rest of the article here.