Sebastien Grainger, a serious man.

I was born April 11th 1979 in Mississauga, Ontario, Canada, the youngest of three. My father was a travelling salesman and my mother was a telephone operator before she had kids. My first day of school I bit the bus driver then cried all day. I was so difficult that my mother had to come to class to help me get used to it. She later became a child behavioral specialist. She once worked with a girl who had learned how to speak but then volantarily went mute. I thought that was so cool. I was jealous. I wish I’d have thought of that. I’m not sure if I was a particularly special kid, although I felt like I was. If there was a drawing contest in class I was shocked if I didn’t win.