MalcolmKratz

I’m Malcolm Kratz, my occupation is unkown. Not that it is a secret, merely because I don’t really know what I am. While at the same time I’m sure about what I want and why I’m here, on this planet.

Let me start at a little introduction about my life. I’m from a small family, a loving yet problematic one. Without doubt I can tell you; I am a dreamer. As a kid I would be in my own little visual world, all day long. Even nowadays I’m not just a dreamer that thinks about marvelous impossible things. I visualize them and see that with a lot of hard work and collaboration it will be possible to realize this. For that reason I sometimes cause trouble with people around me, because it’s ‘impossible in this society’ or ‘an unrealistic goal’. Still I want to follow my dreams. I get waves of energy and goosebumps all over my body when all of a sudden these idea’s pop up, visually, physically and mentaly.

In my life I did a variaty of studies, studies on my own and in institutions. At least I tried them. I like to try a lot of different things, I have still a list of studies I want to attend and doing research on my own in my free time. There is just so much to learn.

After some trouble at elementary school because I was a little to much inside my own little world – this doesn’t mean I was not a good student. I made an even worse start at highschool. My parents and me made a mistake by chosing for a lower level of education than I was able to take. This level was more practical, which was a nice idea since I have dyslexia. We found out quite quickly that I got bored really quickly, mostly because I was already finished with a lot of my books and the teachers wouldn’t give me new and exiting information. So we decided I would step up one level. Because of the troublesome home situation at that moment this was a perfect level. Not to much work, not to much pressure. In that matter there was some time left to be busy with the second break-up between my parents.

Here I found out, that even having a place to always return to wouldn’t mean this place was always safe. Consequently – you have a home – you are homeless. This was the moment where I interchanged my dreaming for defeatism. Which brought me into a whole different state of mind.

When I was halfway through my highschool I’d build a passion for dancing. I was invited by a dance academy to start half time classes there. This was a special program that