When I started training, there was no money. My father never had any money, my mother worked to afford to rent an apartment and provide for me. She didn’t have the funds to pay for a dance school. There were moments when I was pawning copper, iron, and one time I somehow took the wheel disc off a car and sold it to one guy. Instead of spending school lunch money that mother used to give me, I would save it for a dance school membership. I wouldn’t tell my mother and I ate nothing at school. During the last lessons I had a very bad stomach-ache. After a while, the coach found out that I had problems with money. He saw the desire, noticed that I was training well, and let me train for free. I am very grateful to him.