My grades at Bancroft were up and down, mostly down. I didn’t concentrate well; I would get behind, then just give up. I didn’t mind when I was blowing it, I would just clown around and go get stoned, play basketball or trumpet. But come report card day, my Ds and Fs would make me feel bad and I got down on myself. So, in the second half of the last year at Bancroft, I decided to play their game. I aced everything they put in front of me and got straight A+s that semester.
