By Sadequl Islam
I came from a home where no one knew,
The world of code or what it could do.
An immigrant’s dream on this land,
I grew up with a controller in hand.
Video games sparked my young, curious mind,
How were they made? What could I find?
The path was clear, coding was my way
But coding was a heavy struggle
At first, each error made me pause,
The challenge seemed too vast for the cause.
I wanted to quit, thought I’d never be great,
But practice and patience opened the gate.
Now, I’ve grown but still far to go,
But better than when I was starting slow.
If you put in the hours and push on through,
You will prove the 10,000-hour rule to be true.