I noticed he started bleeding. He was more worried about his nose than me.

I underestimated him in the regions. If we wrestled 100 times, it wouldn't be 50-50. It would be more like 90-10.

It was revenge. I wanted to make him eat his own words.

I had never had a deep sense of belonging anywhere. I always felt I was an outsider.

When I woke up late I knew I wasn't starting.

The contest makes the students research and read about Dr. King and keep his message fresh in their minds. I think it helps people understand that his message is a way of life. His dream is that we live his dream every day.