I attended St. Mary Academy in Monroe, Michigan. I was a resident student for the majority of my teenage years from fourteen to seventeen. I had a reputation of being a rebel, so I was sent there for discipline. This story is about the trouble I got into in those four years. I was raised and taught by the nuns. It took me a while, but I soon realized that my actions had to stop. Slowly, over those years, because of the tough love from the nuns, I literally went from crayons to perfume as the song “To Sir with Love” said.