She gladly accepted because she saw it as a free shot to make me do whatever she wanted. By the time I could finally enroll in preschool which was the following year, I could count past 100, identify shapes and colors, write in cursive, and even read kindergarten level books. My teachers were very impressed and suggested that I begin with kindergarten, but since I desired so deeply to attend preschool and thought of it as my reward for never giving up, my mother let me