Mom, and everything she made me learn
Piano, which introduced me to music. Guitar, which introduced me to rock. Dance, which introduced me to hip-hop and the culture around it. None of it was optional.
The piano lessons came from Grandma Lily, not a conservatory. Hip-hop opened the world outside suburbia: by sixteen, dance and music had taken me places and put me in rooms with people most kids my age never met. That is where I learned to understand people who are nothing like me.
Mom's rule was short. Do your best. Don't talk about what you can do, show them. If everyone else is being lazy, be the one working hard.









