Story By Stevie Wonder

Hey, this is Stevie

I was blessed to be raised in the West Side of Detroit

I lived on Breckenridge, that was the first home that we lived in

My neighborhood, where I was raised up

When the girls came around, I would sing

On the front porch, beating on the stairs and singing

For hours and hours upon hours

Seeing a piano for the first time, but the amazing thing as well

Is Through those experiences I was able to understand how

My being blind, because my mother allowed me to be free

Didn't mean I had to be blind to the world

I may have a visual disability but did not stop my vision inside me

I didn't know what it was like, being poor

Because God had made me rich, even if I was born

Rich with the spirit of knowing that anything you imagine

That's for the good is possible to be a reality

Because, a few weeks before I was discovered

I had a dream that I heard my music, my record on the radio

I had nothing out, no one knew who I was, and, um, amazing,

It really happened

And so you know, it's just, I can say to other young people

As I said to my son Kiland

I said, "Listen, what you don't understand is

That God gave you a brand even before you were born

All you had to do in life is walk into it"