The best day of my life was when I came to jail. Why? Because I was illiterate. I could not read or write and I wasn’t fully mature as yet.

Believe it or not, I couldn’t even address a letter. I did not know where to put from, or to whom, on the envelope. Ask me, did I know how to read? No, not until I came to jail. I went to school at SBCC. One day I picked up the Bible. To my surprise, I was reading up to ten minutes non-stop, until I caught myself. I was so surprised I almost cried because I often thought that I would never learn to read or write at this age.

So coming to jail was the happiest day of my life