To me, legacy means the lasting influence that a person leaves behind in the minds of others. It is the mark you leave on the word. It can be an individual's influence through their actions, or it can be cumulative, a cycle perpetuated by consecutive links, members of a community or family, carrying on the beliefs, values, and unique perspective handed down to them by their predecessors.
Everyone is a mosaic of the influences they were exposed to. But which ones define me, or more specifically, my values, and by extension my goals in life? I think that my family's influence fits that bill. My parents immigrated to America from Sudan, both already bearing degrees, and both of whom believe that STEM education equips one with the skills needed to do meaningful things. Maximizing the utility of your learning, if you will. I feel that my upbringing made it so that I was bound to value education, even through the tumults of middle and high school, where one gets their first sampling of the many kinds of ways to approach life that exist. I faltered emotionally at first, but remained steadfast in regards to academics until the end. I know what a privilege it is to be able to realize my dreams, to attend University, without interruptions due to coups and proxy wars. I know my own family members have known grief that I can hardly grasp, but they continue to move forward, whether returning to their jobs or self studying before their schools and universities reopen, or moving the different counties to study. They have shown so much resilience, in carrying the legacy that they have been handed, and I would be remiss to fail to hold myself accountable: I have a duty of sorts, and that is to embrace the opportunities that have been afforded to me.
The legacy of not only valuing knowledge, but respecting all that goes into gaining it, the relationship between student and teacher, and so on and so forth, is not a passive one. A foundation has to be laid in order for children who are brought up in an entirely different social environment from their parent to see eye to eye with them when it comes to what should be prioritized in life, and that was indeed the foundation that was set. My upbringing shaped my values of course, and is the primary reason I feel that applying myself is the only logical way to go about school, but it also shaped my interests; watching travel shows and seeing walkable neighborhoods, nature documentaries the wizened me up to the nuances of coexisting with nature, and the consequences of refusing to, books about art, but also stories about my mom's college days, a gift from my environmentalist ant's coworker, who blew my mind by with he concept of graphic design: art that has a job to fulfill. In the years preceding high school graduation, I found out just how much the fields of urban planning, architecture, and their intersections with public health the ecology, climate, waste, material science, and so on all speak to me; everyone wants to make the world a better place, and these areas of study all have the potential to, quite directly, give me the tools I could use to make it a slightly "better place" by design.
So, I am pursuing a B.S. in Biological Science. It seems unrelated, but interdisciplinary study makes it make sense. I intend to use it as a launching pad for postgraduate study in any of the aforementioned fields.