I never had any clothes bought for me, I only got hand-me-downs from my neighbors, it was normal for me to not pay my school lunch fees, and there were nights when I was scared of debt collectors coming and banging on my front door...Everyone called me poor in elementary, middle, and high school, but I was able to get a scholarship and go to college. However, I was still forced to live a poor life. This is the story of how I had a fateful encounter at a bakery where I started working part-time to earn a little money.