About The Poet

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Ryan Ngala was born in 1992 at The Harlem Hospital Center in New York. As a child, Ryan grew up in a lovely part of the Harlem neighborhood. Ryan lives with his mother and siblings. As a child, Ryan enjoyed writing adventure stories about superheroes and detectives. As a boy, Ryan enjoyed eating a lot of food, including his mother’s spaghetti, macaroni and cheese and chicken sandwiches.

 During childhood Ryan enjoyed playing with Legos, going on the swings, and listening to his teacher’s stories. Nowadays, Ryan is much older and describes himself as a terrific brother because he is always ready to help care for his siblings. Ryan also considers himself ‘adorable’ because he’s good with people. Ryan is very punctual and always does his class-work, which is why he considers himself hard-working.

 Ryan has a great interest in computers and technology. His main interest lies in the various software programs available for both PCs and Macs. Some of his favorites include PowerPoint, Adobe PhotoShop, and Final Cut Pro.

 While Ryan enjoys much success in both school and his hobbies, life has not always been easy. Ryan grew up with a single mother and his father passed away in Cameroon, West Africa on Wednesday, June 18th, 2008. The death of his father has affected his life in many ways. Ryan now understands the talent and success of his father has inspired him in multiple ways.

 In the future, Ryan has made many plans for himself. Some of those plans include, managing a business corporation, furthering his knowledge of computers, and creating, editing and sharing videos of his projects with online viewers.

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