Amoke Kubat

I have to thank Mrs. Strickland, a fifth grade teacher in south central Los Angeles...I was a child that was motherless. I was moved around a lot. We didn't have foster care but I actually kind of cycled between several families - some biological, some not.  And, I stuttered, and I was always a new student, always you know, very very shy. And she caught me writing and I used to just write stories that were basically things of whimsical stories about talking animals or something I wanted to say some to somebody and I couldn't get it out...