At age 12, I was a problem child. From setting my school on fire to stealing and racing cars, I did it. One day my mom had had enough.

“That’s it!” she said, “I’ve had it! I’m sending you away! Pack up!”

I couldn’t tell whether she was serious or not, but I packed. While on the way to a group home, with my clothes in the back seat of the car, my mom stopped to pick up her paycheck. “Don’t move,” she said as she got out of the car.

Being the kid I was, I got out as soon as she was out of sight and followed her into the building. As I roamed the building, I walked into a radio station. It was WDRE 103.9, a rock station. The receptionist probably thought I was the child of someone who worked there and I walked into the offices freely. After an hour and a half of exploring I got bored and headed back to the car. On my way there, I found my mom crying on the floor.

“I thought someone took you!” she yelled. A man walked into the hallway and saw my mom crying. “Are you OK?” he asked her. “My son is driving me crazy! I don’t know what to do anymore!” “Come in and let me talk to him,” the man said. My mom and I went into the radio station. He sat my mom in the conference room.

“I’ll be right back, try to relax. I’ll talk to him.” He took me into his office. I didn’t like the idea of someone other than my father trying to straighten me out. I threw my hoodie over my head and crossed my arms.

“You ain’t my dad,” I thought.

The man started with speeches I had heard before: “You can’t do this,” “Life is real,” “Do you want to end up in jail or dead?” Yeah, yeah. Got it.Then this: “How about for every A you get on your report card I’ll give you $75, and for every B, I’ll give you $50 and for every C, D or F, I’ll take money away, and if you get straight honor roll and don’t get in trouble again, I will give you a job here talking on the radio.” My eyes got wide, the hoodie came down. “That’s like, a million dollars!” I thought. “Deal!” I said.

A few months later, I came back with nothing but A’s and B’s, got over $750, and started talking on the radio. The guy changed my life and his name was Mic Fox, now an executive at Vevo. Mic and I have been great friends for over ten years now. I see Mic as a big brother and an inspiration. He later got me a job hosting on BET for four years, which gave me a solid foundation in the broadcast industry, a foundation I’m building on now.

Salmon, spaghetti and lasagna.

I lived all over Philadelphia, from 18th and Tasker in South Philly to Broad and Dauphin in North Philly. I spent most of my life on West Oak Lane on Old York Road.

I attended Prince Hall and John Welsh elementary schools. For middle school I attended Ellwood and Wagner, and I received my high school diploma from Dobbins/Randolph. BET hired me straight out of high school and I’ve been working steadily since then, but I do plan on college in the future. There is always something to learn.
I’ve worked with companies from BET, 100.3 The Beat, Acereel Studio, Exposure Nation, MB3 Entertainment, The Youngest In Charge, JITA, Dej Jam and others. I’ve developed many talents and learned many skills including photography, graphic design, web design, audio recording, video production, acting, hosting, and over 20 more.
My goal is to succeed in my career and to do good things with the money I earn. I want to make the world a better place.
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