I was always the smallest kid in my class. The skinny kid whose mum wouldn’t them let play league or rugby, which is how I got into basketball and basketball shoes. My love of basketball shoes started early, and I remember walking home to Clendon, so that I could save my money and put it down on some new shoes. Mum raised me alone, and we didn’t have much money. I watched her grind, giving so much back to the community and she helped me understand that I too could help people firstly as a player, a coach and now as a teacher. On the day of my graduation I specifically chose shoes that matched my gown, and I was so gutted when I realised that the flowers that were placed along the front of the stage blocked my shoes from being seen!